#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Date: Fri, 16 Jan 1998 20:02:13 -0400 From: christopher.gehrz@yale.edu (Christopher Allan Gehrz) Subject: PRO: w/whiskeytown/excuse_me_while_I_break.pro Some more No Depression/alt-country/insurgent country/cowpunk/rural contempo stuff. Whiskeytown is supposed to be "the next big thing," and I think this song exemplifies what they're about. It's alright, but a little too cute. Plus the title is longest I've ever seen that doesn't include parentheses; shoulda been titled "Excuse Me (While I Break My Own Heart Tonight)." They'll never play the Grand Ol' Opry now! "Excuse Me While I Break My Own Heart Tonight" 1997 Barland Music (BMI) / Bug Music By David Ryan Adams >From Whiskeytown's album STRANGER'S ALMANAC (Outpost Records/Mood Food Records) INTRO: [G G Em7 Em7 G G Em7 Em7] VERSE ONE: Well, ex[G]cuse me if I break my own [Em7]heart It's [G]mine from the finish I guess [G] It's mine from the [Em7]start Situ[C]ation just don't seem so goddamned [G]smart Situ[C]ation is tearing me a[D]part interrupted CHORUS: So you'll have to ex[G]cuse me if I break my own [Em7]heart [G G Em7 Em7] VERSE TWO: Well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight Some things are born too strong Have to learn how to fight Situation keeps me drinking every goddamned day and night Situation don't seem so right CHORUS: So ex[G]cuse me if I break my own heart to[Em7]night Well, ex[G]cuse me if I break my own heart to[Em7]night After all it's [C]mine, after all it's [G]mine After all it's [C]mine Can I [D]have it back sometime? VERSE THREE: So if the rain falls down on your Mississippi talent Your eyes drift easy in the mighty If the rain falls down on your Mississippi talent Your eye's drifting right(?) You run the road, but your diary entry reads blank Is this some sort of joke to you? Is this some sort of joke to you? repeat CHORUS [resolve to G]