Chords for Tim Kasher - Just Don't Get Caught (Donewaiting.com Presents Live at Electraplay)
Tempo:
107.75 bpm
Chords used:
E
F
Am
C
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[E] Just Don't Get Caught was the first song that didn't, was kind of like the best B-side I guess.
The song that just didn't quite make the album.
[N] The lyrical content didn't quite feel right.
And you know, sometimes you just don't make the album.
There's 11 songs that we liked better.
But you know, it was recorded in [F] Whitefish with Aaron Tate on drums and I believe Matt McGinn played bass on it.
And we actually sent, I sent it out to Jeff Dolce who is playing with us on this tour.
I sent it out to him, so that's his violin.
[E]
[C] [Am] [F]
[E] [Am]
Whenever [F] you take a lover, you get wise [E] right from the start.
Cause I know you're still, but [Am] I see that life is hard.
[F] Them boots you can never have, [E] they're gonna stay with you.
From the altar [Am] to the rock, I'm my [F] little baby.
On [E] that treetop, sunny [C] day can't hide.
[Am] But love gets loose [E] in your blood.
[F] Thought you'd never [G] known [C] such a drug.
Gambler, [Am] better know how [E] to block.
All [F] your black and [D] all things will be [C] done.
Keep a secret up [Am] your sleeve, your deceit and [E] your sock.
[F] Son, I know you know [G]
good, just [Am] don't get caught.
[F]
[E] [Am]
[F] [E]
[Am] That's what Papa played [F] cards with.
Singin' his drunken songs [E] once I came of age.
It was God, [Am] baby God, who used to take me to [F] the lake.
While Mama was on the [E] trish, he said, look at all the [Am] lovely birds.
But then, the [F] brass, the plate, the [C]
bow.
[Am] [E]
So I rapped [Am] upon his door, now, now, now, Papa, I'm squashed.
[F] I got an anvil for a heart and [E] enough secrets.
I'm a [Am] fortnight, I got a rock smash [F] full of Scottish fuel.
I've been known to [E] take up comforts here.
I'm a papa, you ain't [Am] gotta be just like you.
[F] All the secrets and lies, there's no [E] way to live.
And stories, there's no [Am] way to die.
I'm gonna take up [F] to the grave.
I'm on a map on your [E] lovely son.
You can't [Am] lead the way, the way, [F] the way, the way, [E] the way.
You always told me, Sonny, [C] don't get caught.
[Am] There's love kiss under [E] your skin.
[F] Like maggots, [G] they'll eat [C] you alive.
And no [Am] one out, but don't you give [E] in.
Take a [F] big swig [G] and swallow the [C] lies.
Once they die [Am] on the inside, the world is [E] yours to haunt.
[F]
Son, I know [G] you're no good.
[C] Just don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, [E] no, no.
[F] He say, Son, I know you're [G] no good.
[C] Just don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, no, [E] no.
[F] He say, Sonny, I know you're [G] no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, no, [E] no.
[F] He say, Son, I know [G] you're no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, [E] no, no.
He [F] say, Sonny, I know you're no [G] good.
[A]
[E] Just Don't Get Caught was the first song that didn't, was kind of like the best B-side I guess.
The song that just didn't quite make the album.
[N] The lyrical content didn't quite feel right.
And you know, sometimes you just don't make the album.
There's 11 songs that we liked better.
But you know, it was recorded in [F] Whitefish with Aaron Tate on drums and I believe Matt McGinn played bass on it.
And we actually sent, I sent it out to Jeff Dolce who is playing with us on this tour.
I sent it out to him, so that's his violin.
[E]
[C] [Am] [F]
[E] [Am]
Whenever [F] you take a lover, you get wise [E] right from the start.
Cause I know you're still, but [Am] I see that life is hard.
[F] Them boots you can never have, [E] they're gonna stay with you.
From the altar [Am] to the rock, I'm my [F] little baby.
On [E] that treetop, sunny [C] day can't hide.
[Am] But love gets loose [E] in your blood.
[F] Thought you'd never [G] known [C] such a drug.
Gambler, [Am] better know how [E] to block.
All [F] your black and [D] all things will be [C] done.
Keep a secret up [Am] your sleeve, your deceit and [E] your sock.
[F] Son, I know you know [G]
good, just [Am] don't get caught.
[F]
[E] [Am]
[F] [E]
[Am] That's what Papa played [F] cards with.
Singin' his drunken songs [E] once I came of age.
It was God, [Am] baby God, who used to take me to [F] the lake.
While Mama was on the [E] trish, he said, look at all the [Am] lovely birds.
But then, the [F] brass, the plate, the [C]
bow.
[Am] [E]
So I rapped [Am] upon his door, now, now, now, Papa, I'm squashed.
[F] I got an anvil for a heart and [E] enough secrets.
I'm a [Am] fortnight, I got a rock smash [F] full of Scottish fuel.
I've been known to [E] take up comforts here.
I'm a papa, you ain't [Am] gotta be just like you.
[F] All the secrets and lies, there's no [E] way to live.
And stories, there's no [Am] way to die.
I'm gonna take up [F] to the grave.
I'm on a map on your [E] lovely son.
You can't [Am] lead the way, the way, [F] the way, the way, [E] the way.
You always told me, Sonny, [C] don't get caught.
[Am] There's love kiss under [E] your skin.
[F] Like maggots, [G] they'll eat [C] you alive.
And no [Am] one out, but don't you give [E] in.
Take a [F] big swig [G] and swallow the [C] lies.
Once they die [Am] on the inside, the world is [E] yours to haunt.
[F]
Son, I know [G] you're no good.
[C] Just don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, [E] no, no.
[F] He say, Son, I know you're [G] no good.
[C] Just don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, no, [E] no.
[F] He say, Sonny, I know you're [G] no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, no, [E] no.
[F] He say, Son, I know [G] you're no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
[Am] No, no, [E] no, no.
He [F] say, Sonny, I know you're no [G] good.
[A]
Key:
E
F
Am
C
G
E
F
Am
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Just Don't Get Caught was the first _ song that didn't, was kind of like the best B-side I guess.
The song that just didn't quite make the album.
[N] The lyrical content didn't quite feel right.
_ _ And you know, sometimes you just don't make the album.
There's 11 songs that we liked better. _
_ But you know, it was recorded in [F] Whitefish with Aaron Tate on drums and I believe Matt McGinn played bass on it.
And we actually sent, I sent it out to Jeff Dolce who is playing with us on this tour.
I sent it out to him, so that's his violin. _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ Whenever [F] you take a lover, you get wise [E] right from the start.
Cause I know you're still, but [Am] I see that life is hard.
[F] Them boots you can never have, [E] they're gonna stay with you.
From the altar [Am] to the rock, I'm my [F] little baby.
On [E] that treetop, sunny [C] day can't hide.
_ [Am] But love gets loose [E] in your blood.
_ [F] Thought you'd never [G] known [C] such a drug.
Gambler, [Am] _ better know how [E] to block.
_ All [F] your black and [D] all things will be [C] done.
Keep a secret up [Am] your sleeve, your deceit and [E] your sock.
_ _ _ [F] Son, I know you know [G]
good, just [Am] don't get caught.
_ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] That's what Papa played [F] cards with.
Singin' his drunken songs [E] once I came of age.
It was God, [Am] baby God, who used to take me to [F] the lake.
While Mama was on the [E] trish, he said, look at all the [Am] lovely birds.
But then, the [F] brass, the plate, the [C]
bow.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ So I rapped [Am] upon his door, now, now, now, Papa, I'm squashed.
[F] I got an anvil for a heart and [E] enough secrets.
I'm a [Am] fortnight, I got a rock smash [F] full of Scottish fuel.
I've been known to [E] take up comforts here.
_ I'm a papa, you ain't [Am] gotta be just like you.
[F] All the secrets and lies, there's no [E] way to live.
And stories, there's no [Am] way to die.
I'm gonna take up [F] to the grave.
I'm on a map on your [E] lovely son.
You can't [Am] lead the way, the way, [F] the way, the way, [E] the way.
You always told me, Sonny, [C] don't get caught.
[Am] There's love kiss under [E] your skin.
_ [F] Like maggots, [G] they'll eat [C] you alive.
And no [Am] one out, but don't you give [E] in.
_ Take a [F] big swig [G] and swallow the [C] lies.
Once they die [Am] on the inside, the world is [E] yours to haunt.
_ _ [F]
Son, I know [G] you're no good.
[C] Just don't get caught.
_ [Am] _ _ No, no, [E] no, no.
_ [F] He say, Son, I know you're [G] no good.
[C] Just don't get caught. _ _
[Am] _ No, no, no, [E] no. _
[F] He say, Sonny, I know you're [G] no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
_ _ [Am] _ No, no, no, [E] no.
_ _ [F] He say, Son, _ I know [G] you're no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
_ _ [Am] _ No, no, [E] no, no.
_ _ He [F] say, Sonny, I know you're no [G] good. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Just Don't Get Caught was the first _ song that didn't, was kind of like the best B-side I guess.
The song that just didn't quite make the album.
[N] The lyrical content didn't quite feel right.
_ _ And you know, sometimes you just don't make the album.
There's 11 songs that we liked better. _
_ But you know, it was recorded in [F] Whitefish with Aaron Tate on drums and I believe Matt McGinn played bass on it.
And we actually sent, I sent it out to Jeff Dolce who is playing with us on this tour.
I sent it out to him, so that's his violin. _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ Whenever [F] you take a lover, you get wise [E] right from the start.
Cause I know you're still, but [Am] I see that life is hard.
[F] Them boots you can never have, [E] they're gonna stay with you.
From the altar [Am] to the rock, I'm my [F] little baby.
On [E] that treetop, sunny [C] day can't hide.
_ [Am] But love gets loose [E] in your blood.
_ [F] Thought you'd never [G] known [C] such a drug.
Gambler, [Am] _ better know how [E] to block.
_ All [F] your black and [D] all things will be [C] done.
Keep a secret up [Am] your sleeve, your deceit and [E] your sock.
_ _ _ [F] Son, I know you know [G]
good, just [Am] don't get caught.
_ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] That's what Papa played [F] cards with.
Singin' his drunken songs [E] once I came of age.
It was God, [Am] baby God, who used to take me to [F] the lake.
While Mama was on the [E] trish, he said, look at all the [Am] lovely birds.
But then, the [F] brass, the plate, the [C]
bow.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ So I rapped [Am] upon his door, now, now, now, Papa, I'm squashed.
[F] I got an anvil for a heart and [E] enough secrets.
I'm a [Am] fortnight, I got a rock smash [F] full of Scottish fuel.
I've been known to [E] take up comforts here.
_ I'm a papa, you ain't [Am] gotta be just like you.
[F] All the secrets and lies, there's no [E] way to live.
And stories, there's no [Am] way to die.
I'm gonna take up [F] to the grave.
I'm on a map on your [E] lovely son.
You can't [Am] lead the way, the way, [F] the way, the way, [E] the way.
You always told me, Sonny, [C] don't get caught.
[Am] There's love kiss under [E] your skin.
_ [F] Like maggots, [G] they'll eat [C] you alive.
And no [Am] one out, but don't you give [E] in.
_ Take a [F] big swig [G] and swallow the [C] lies.
Once they die [Am] on the inside, the world is [E] yours to haunt.
_ _ [F]
Son, I know [G] you're no good.
[C] Just don't get caught.
_ [Am] _ _ No, no, [E] no, no.
_ [F] He say, Son, I know you're [G] no good.
[C] Just don't get caught. _ _
[Am] _ No, no, no, [E] no. _
[F] He say, Sonny, I know you're [G] no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
_ _ [Am] _ No, no, no, [E] no.
_ _ [F] He say, Son, _ I know [G] you're no good.
Just [C] don't get caught.
_ _ [Am] _ No, no, [E] no, no.
_ _ He [F] say, Sonny, I know you're no [G] good. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _