Todd Snider

You think you know somebody
This land is our land
That was me
I spole as a child Hey, hey
Enough
Alright, Guy

You Think You Know Somebody by Todd Snider Intro: Bm Asus2 (x02200) GaddA (32023x) (the song is 6\8 or 3\4) Chorus: Bm GaddA You think you know somebody. Bm GaddA You think they know you. Bm GaddA You think you know somebody. A But man you never do. D Jackie used to live three blocks away from me. D We used to throw a baseball and climb his old oak tree. GaddA We would smoke his daddy's cigarettes behind the picket fence. D A We swore that we would always be the best of friends. Bm Em We would sit on the curb and talk on summer nights, GaddA A 'Til Jackie's daddy called him, and he took off like a light. Fridays were all the same our high school senior year. We hung out by the river and drank Black Label beer. We listened to the stories with all our old friends. And sometimes took a toke or two down by the river bend. I remember I promised Jackie I'd drive him home on Friday night. He said, "Go on without me. Buddy, I'll be alright." We went off to college to start our Freshman year. I went to a school about an hour away from here. But you know Jackie, He took off, went to college out of state. He used to call me all the time and tell me it was great. He said, "I'm coming home for Christmas. I hope you'll do the same." He said that he would come, but Jackie never came. Chorus: When Jackie got married, I was his best man. He moved back to town. We were neighbors again. I met a woman. I got married, too. Our families got together every Sunday afternoon. His boy and my boy they would talk on summer nights. 'Til Jackie called his boy home, and he took off like a light. Last night I saw the flashing lights, and I quickly rushed outside. A neighbor lady told me Jackie's youngest boy had died. I was shocked to see the police had Jackie handcuffed in the car. Until this morning's paper told me Jackie'd gone too far. Now they say Jackie's not the only one to blame. Battered children almost always grow up to do the same. Chorus: These lyrics are not perfect. I don't have much patience when it comes to transcribing lyrics.

This Land Is Our Land
                        By:  Todd Snider

Opening acoustic guitar riff: ho=hammer-on; po=Pull-off; string is given
as
letter (i.e. E, A, D, etc.); number is the fret. Let's see if I can do
this.

|---Dmaj position----|-----Cmaj position-----|Dmaj==>and repeat
| hoG2 D hoG2 hoD3 G | G2 hoA3 hoD2 hopoD2 A3| G

What you're realy doing is :
Hammering on a Dmaj position, changing to a Cmaj position, and doing the
pulloffs from those positions. The third note from the end, I'm showing
as a hammer-on-pull-off is just and open D string note with a quick
finger
down and up on the 2nd fret, and immediate return to Dmaj (open G string
is the first note in the chord).

When performing this tune on an acoustic guitar, you use the Dmaj
position
part of the above riff, and then pick the top three strings (A,D,G),
hammer-
on the 2nd fret D string of the Cmaj, then go to Gmaj and do the same
hammer-
on on the 2nd fret A string of the Gmaj, as you sing the verse lines.

Dmaj
Freeway through a reservation,
Cmaj           Gmaj
Make way for a brand new nation,
Dmaj
Big ideas, we got brand new plans,
Cmaj            Gmaj
Heaven knows we need this land,
Dmaj
We're gonna build big, high and wide
Cmaj                 Gmaj
City streets through countrysides,
Dmaj
Chemicals, and pesticides.
Cmaj             Gmaj C C C G
This land is our land.

Hey, redman don't waste our time,
We're young and strong, we got hills to climb,
There's a lot of room but we need it all
For slave trade and shopping malls,
Gonna build big factories with paper plates and plastic trees
Styrofoam and antifreeze.
This land is our land.

Chorus:
G            D          F  C  G
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land.

Well we came out of a ragin' sea,
To claim someplace whre we'd be free,
We got hopeful hearts, workin hands and
Heaven knows we need this land
Cause the world needs land fills, diet pills and papermills
We need country clubs and oil spills.
This land is our land.

Chorus:
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land.

Freeway through a reservation,
Make way for a brand new nation,
Big ideas, we got brand new plans,
Heaven knows we need this land for super bowls,
Subway rides, remote controls, and pesticides.
Gang related homicides.
This land is our land.

This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
Our land
Our land

This land is our land,
This land is our land.

That Was Me - Todd Snider
(1994 Margaritaville/MCA)

The verse is basically G's and C's with the occasional D.  Keep in mind
that this is a really simplified version of the song.  I'll post a
better version when I have time, but this should get you started.

G  320033
C  x32033

VERSE:

Remember back about five years ago
Drivin' down the highway
Saw a kid there by the road
Long blonde dirty hair
His thumb out in the air
That was me
That was me

Remember the kid that walked into your store
The one you told you were sorry
You weren't hiring anymore
So he walked out your door
His head hung toward the floor
That was me
That was me

CHORUS:

      D                    C              G
Well I'm the face you've seen a million times
      D          C              G                D
The one who never seems to fit in between those lines
     C             D
I'm every broken dream
        G             C
This world has left behind
          G           D             G
I'm the face you've seen a million times


Remember the kid you saw that night downtown
Singing on the sidewalk
Guitar case on the ground
He looked down on his luck
So you threw him a buck
That was me
That was me

Remember back about five years ago
Drivin' down the highway
Saw a kid there by the road
Long blonde dirty hair
His thumb out in the air
That was me
That was me
That was me

-Arabella Clauson (arabella@mail.utexas.edu)

I Spoke as a Child
                        By:  Todd Snider

Guitar arrangement for recording of vocal w/ piano accompaniment.
When changing from G to Em, walk the base line down from the
G note (3rd fret low E or 1st string), to F# (2nd fret 1st string)
to open 1st string (E note)

G             Bm    C        G
Everyone has days like I'm having
C               G             D
Holdin on to anything that I can
G           Bm          C           G
To keep myself from anything but laughing
C                G             D
Looking back as far as I can stand
C               D               G
Out my window winter is almost over
      Em              C                 G       D
I can almost see the sun behind these clouds
C                 D              G         Em
Lookin' back on where I was one year ago today
C                 D           G
Laughing at the shape I'm in now.

Chorus:
D                      C          G
When I was a child I spoke as a child
     C               G                D
But all I heard was how I should get ahead,
     C                    D           G
Now growing up it ain't anything but all
         Em                  C
This indecision with these debts and doubts
            D
And worries hanging over my head
     C        D       G          Em
When I was a child I spoke as a child
   C             D              G
I wish I could remember what I said

I'd like to find that old time feelin'
Somewhere in between what I've become
Somewhere down the line it must have seemed appealing
So I suppose that it must work for some
But I wanna go back to going crazy
Believing every word that I was told
You know sometimes growing up I think I'm getting wiser
And then other times I think I'm getting old

Chorus:
When I was a child I spoke as a child
But all I heard was how I should get ahead
Now growing up it ain't anything but all this
Indecision with these debts and doubts and
Worries hangin' over my head
When I was a child I spoke as a child
I wish I could remember what I said

When I was a child I spoke as a child
God I wish I could remember what I said

"Hey Hey" by Todd Snider
Album: Step Right Up


Intro: 
C G F C 
C G F G
C G F C
C G F C G C

     C            G     
Got a girl in the Georgia hills 
     F            C
Saves my money so I pay my bills 
     C            G
Broke a bottle, took my pills 
   F     G
Got me to sleep 

    C             G
She makes a thing out of me 
    F             C
Knows the world that I want to see 
    C             G
Heaven knows she needs to be  
  F   C     G   C
One promise I keep 

    C             G
Golden haired, halo-eyed 
    F             C
Walkin' like she ain't satisfied 
    C             G
Sayin' things that most girls hide 
    F             C
Sometimes she's rude 

    C             G
Two Bloody Mary's she's full of grace 
    F             C
Laughin' all over her pillow case 
    C             G
Man the girl can rock the place 
    F       C  G   C
When she's in the mood 

    G                 C  F  C  F
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 
    G                 C 
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 


She don't talk down to me 
She takes my temper patiently 
She listens to me constantly 
I'm always falling apart 

She don't like it when I'm not home 
I hate it when I got to leave her alone 
The girl was born with a jealous bone 
And a runaway heart 

Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 

[solo] 

Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 

Got a girl in the Georgia hills 
Saves my money so I pay my bills 
Broke a bottle, took my pills 
Got me to sleep 

She makes a thing out of me 
Knows the world that I want to see 
Heaven knows she needs to be 
One promise I keep 


Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 

"Enough" by Todd Snider
Album: Step Right Up

Throw this in after all C G D progressions (after 2nd line on chorus and
after first verse)

D/D7/Dsus thing:
e|--2--o--2--3--2--2--o--o--2--
B|--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--
G|--2--2--2--2--2--2--2--2--2--
D|--o--o--o--o--o--o--o--o--o--
A|--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--
E|--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--


Intro:
G     C  D
G     C  D

G             C                 G
Baby we were out behind the pool hall 
G                   C           G     
Somewhere in that gravel parking lot 
C                 D                G           Em
Back then when we hung out til everything was over 
        C            G              D
And no one cared if we came home or not 

G                       C                     G
Then again it could have been that night in Nashville 
G                       C                 G
When I came up and crashed out on your floor 
  C         D              G                     C
I can't remember where it was that we stopped talking 
           G             D         G
Well I can't take this silence anymore 

               C       D           G
It's hard enough to keep from shakin' 
             C              G                     D
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me 
               C                      D            G         C
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing 
           G      D       G     C   D
Can't you see it's hard enough


We can't seem to find what we've been missin' 
I've looked everywhere we used to be 
I've walked up and down this highland strip a hundred times 
Wondering why you left this whole mess up to me 

It's hard enough to keep from shakin' 
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me 
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing 
Can't you see it's hard enough

[harmonica solo] 

It's hard enough to keep from shakin' 
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me 
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing 
Can't you see it's hard enough

It's hard enough to keep from shakin' 
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me 
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing 
Can't you see it's hard enough

It's hard enough 


Submitted by: Kirk Lockhart <mango@onramp.net

"Alright Guy"
Todd Snider -- Songs for the Daily Planet
Transcribed by rh@Craycos.COM (Robert Herndon)


C    F    C    F C
(x2)

         C
You know just the other morning
      F                    C        F C
I was hanging around in my house
           C                           F
I had that new book with pictures of Madonna naked
      C                  F C
I was checkin' it out
G                          F
Just then a friend of mine came through the door
G                                F
Said she'd never pegged me for a scumbag before
G                                F
She said she didn't ever want to see me any more
      C                G
And I still don't know why

  (CHORUS:)
               C          F
I think I'm an alright guy
               C          F
I think I'm an alright guy
  G                   G
I just want to live until I've got to die
  F                        F
I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try
  C                    F
I think I'm an alright guy
              C         F C
I think I'm alright

              C
Now maybe I'm dirty
    F                      C   F C
And maybe I smoke a little dope
       C                       F
Hey it ain't like I'm going on TV
                    C              F C
And tearing up pictures of the pope
  G                     F
I know I get wild and I know I get drunk
       G                           F
But it ain't like I got a bunch of bodies in my trunk
   G                         F
My old man used to call me a no-good punk
      C                G
And I still don't know why

  (Chorus)

SOLO (over verse; skip final G)

         C
You know just the other night
          F                         C  F C
These cops pulled me over outside a bar
     C
They turned on their lights
         F                    C  F C
And they ordered me out of my car
          G                                F
Man I was only kidding when I called 'em a couple of dicks
    G                                F
But still they made me do the stupid human tricks
        G                         F
Now I'm stuck in this jail with a bunch of dumb hicks
      C                G
And I still don't know why


  (Chorus)

  (Outro)

  Chords      E A D G B e
    C         - 3 2 0 1 0
    F         1 3 3 2 1 1
    G         3 2 0 0 0 3

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Arabella Clauson
arabella@mail.utexas.edu
http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~arabella/index.html