The Thanksgiving Filter - Acoustic - Go-Go Boots - Drive-By Truckers Chords
Tempo:
94.55 bpm
Chords used:
F
Dm
G
C
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[F]
Grandmother's wheelchair, sitting in the corner.
The obsture lover, who once a voider.
Spray-haired and wrinkled, her burden looks heavy.
Fears of survival, look awful scary.
I was building something, and has since history.
But what he's building, is still a mystery.
[Dm] He's big [F] and he's twisted, he's kinda looted.
[Dm] Don't [F] have a function, but you better salute it.
And it'll never be finished, but I guess that's the point.
Gives him a filter and psychological ointment.
He woke up real early, but his life is a point.
And I sure wish I had smoked me a joint.
It's [C] Thanksgiving [F] and [Dm] Jesus I'm thanked.
For [F] undressing down me in a [Dm] big tossed up drink.
[G] The love of your mama and the [Dm] love of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is over and Christmas is here.
Mama she's trying, she's living the present.
Let him have a heart [Bb] attack, open [F] the presents.
Grandpa's gone, but [Bb] she still feels [F] his presence.
[Dm] He tried [F] to call, but he didn't leave a message.
[C] And it's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Am] tossed up drink.
[C] The love of your [F] mama and the love [Am] of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is [G] over and Christmas [F] is
[Dm] [F]
here.
Food on the table, papa says a blessing.
Cutting up some turkey, gobbling some dressing.
My aunt's praising Palin, [Dm] my niece [F] loves Obama.
[Dm] My uncle came [F] to dinner wearing his Potomac.
[Dm] Thank God [F] for the filter that enables some distance.
[Dm] From screaming [F] and crying [Bb] and the needs [F] of assistance.
I wonder why drinking cursed the holidays.
[Dm] Blessed be [F] my family 300 miles away.
[G] [C] [F] [Dm]
[Bb] [F] [Dm]
[G] [F] [Dm]
[G] [F]
[Dm] [C] It's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For undressing [F] down me in a big tossed [Dm] up drink.
[C] The love of [F] your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is over [G] and
[F] [G] [Dm] Thanksgiving, Jesus I'm thanked.
[C] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Dm] tossed up drink.
[G] The love [F] of your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is [C] over and Christmas, [F] [Bb] [F] Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] [C]
Grandmother's wheelchair, sitting in the corner.
The obsture lover, who once a voider.
Spray-haired and wrinkled, her burden looks heavy.
Fears of survival, look awful scary.
I was building something, and has since history.
But what he's building, is still a mystery.
[Dm] He's big [F] and he's twisted, he's kinda looted.
[Dm] Don't [F] have a function, but you better salute it.
And it'll never be finished, but I guess that's the point.
Gives him a filter and psychological ointment.
He woke up real early, but his life is a point.
And I sure wish I had smoked me a joint.
It's [C] Thanksgiving [F] and [Dm] Jesus I'm thanked.
For [F] undressing down me in a [Dm] big tossed up drink.
[G] The love of your mama and the [Dm] love of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is over and Christmas is here.
Mama she's trying, she's living the present.
Let him have a heart [Bb] attack, open [F] the presents.
Grandpa's gone, but [Bb] she still feels [F] his presence.
[Dm] He tried [F] to call, but he didn't leave a message.
[C] And it's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Am] tossed up drink.
[C] The love of your [F] mama and the love [Am] of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is [G] over and Christmas [F] is
[Dm] [F]
here.
Food on the table, papa says a blessing.
Cutting up some turkey, gobbling some dressing.
My aunt's praising Palin, [Dm] my niece [F] loves Obama.
[Dm] My uncle came [F] to dinner wearing his Potomac.
[Dm] Thank God [F] for the filter that enables some distance.
[Dm] From screaming [F] and crying [Bb] and the needs [F] of assistance.
I wonder why drinking cursed the holidays.
[Dm] Blessed be [F] my family 300 miles away.
[G] [C] [F] [Dm]
[Bb] [F] [Dm]
[G] [F] [Dm]
[G] [F]
[Dm] [C] It's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For undressing [F] down me in a big tossed [Dm] up drink.
[C] The love of [F] your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is over [G] and
[F] [G] [Dm] Thanksgiving, Jesus I'm thanked.
[C] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Dm] tossed up drink.
[G] The love [F] of your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is [C] over and Christmas, [F] [Bb] [F] Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] [C]
Key:
F
Dm
G
C
Bb
F
Dm
G
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Grandmother's wheelchair, sitting in the corner.
The obsture lover, who once a voider.
Spray-haired and wrinkled, her burden looks heavy.
Fears of survival, look awful scary. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I was building something, and has since history.
But what he's building, is still a mystery.
[Dm] He's big [F] and he's twisted, he's kinda looted.
[Dm] Don't [F] have a function, but you better salute it.
And it'll never be finished, but I guess that's the point.
Gives him a filter and psychological ointment.
He woke up real early, but his life is a point.
And I sure wish I had smoked me a joint.
It's [C] Thanksgiving [F] and [Dm] Jesus I'm thanked.
For [F] undressing down me in a [Dm] big tossed up drink.
[G] The love of your mama and the [Dm] love of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is over and Christmas is _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
here.
Mama she's trying, she's living the present.
Let him have a heart [Bb] attack, open [F] the presents.
_ Grandpa's gone, but [Bb] she still feels [F] his presence.
[Dm] He tried [F] to call, but he didn't leave a message.
[C] And it's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Am] tossed up drink.
[C] The love of your [F] mama and the love [Am] of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is [G] over and Christmas [F] is _
[Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
here.
Food on the table, papa says a blessing.
Cutting up some turkey, gobbling some dressing.
My aunt's praising Palin, [Dm] my niece [F] loves Obama.
[Dm] My uncle came [F] to dinner wearing his Potomac.
[Dm] Thank God [F] for the filter that enables some distance.
[Dm] From screaming [F] and crying [Bb] and the needs [F] of assistance.
I wonder why drinking cursed the holidays.
[Dm] Blessed be [F] my family 300 miles away.
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Dm] _ [C] It's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For undressing [F] down me in a big tossed [Dm] up drink.
[C] The love of [F] your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is over [G] and _
[F] _ _ [G] _ [Dm] Thanksgiving, _ Jesus I'm thanked.
[C] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Dm] tossed up drink.
[G] The love [F] of your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is [C] over and Christmas, [F] _ _ [Bb] [F] Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] _ _ Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Grandmother's wheelchair, sitting in the corner.
The obsture lover, who once a voider.
Spray-haired and wrinkled, her burden looks heavy.
Fears of survival, look awful scary. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I was building something, and has since history.
But what he's building, is still a mystery.
[Dm] He's big [F] and he's twisted, he's kinda looted.
[Dm] Don't [F] have a function, but you better salute it.
And it'll never be finished, but I guess that's the point.
Gives him a filter and psychological ointment.
He woke up real early, but his life is a point.
And I sure wish I had smoked me a joint.
It's [C] Thanksgiving [F] and [Dm] Jesus I'm thanked.
For [F] undressing down me in a [Dm] big tossed up drink.
[G] The love of your mama and the [Dm] love of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is over and Christmas is _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
here.
Mama she's trying, she's living the present.
Let him have a heart [Bb] attack, open [F] the presents.
_ Grandpa's gone, but [Bb] she still feels [F] his presence.
[Dm] He tried [F] to call, but he didn't leave a message.
[C] And it's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Am] tossed up drink.
[C] The love of your [F] mama and the love [Am] of mine too.
Thanksgiving [F] is [G] over and Christmas [F] is _
[Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
here.
Food on the table, papa says a blessing.
Cutting up some turkey, gobbling some dressing.
My aunt's praising Palin, [Dm] my niece [F] loves Obama.
[Dm] My uncle came [F] to dinner wearing his Potomac.
[Dm] Thank God [F] for the filter that enables some distance.
[Dm] From screaming [F] and crying [Bb] and the needs [F] of assistance.
I wonder why drinking cursed the holidays.
[Dm] Blessed be [F] my family 300 miles away.
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Dm] _ [C] It's [F] Thanksgiving and Jesus [Am] I'm thanked.
[G] For undressing [F] down me in a big tossed [Dm] up drink.
[C] The love of [F] your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is over [G] and _
[F] _ _ [G] _ [Dm] Thanksgiving, _ Jesus I'm thanked.
[C] For [F] undressing down me in a big [Dm] tossed up drink.
[G] The love [F] of your mama and the love of [Dm] mine too.
[Bb] Thanksgiving [F] is [C] over and Christmas, [F] _ _ [Bb] [F] Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] _ _ Thanksgiving is over [G] and Christmas.
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _