Counting crows - Marjorie

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    COUNTING CROWS
    
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    From: Steve Vetter 
    
    Worth the $25 to get a bootleg of it ;-)
    
    
    Marjorie  (Margery) - Counting Crows
    Unreleased Demo
    transcribed by Steve Vetter [vetters@vax1.elon.edu]
    
    F#m   244222
    B?    x22442
    
    Intro riff:
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    E
    In the still water she lies down
    D
    Shaking in the press of sunlight
    A
    We rolled into Lexington
    E
    She shakes off the drop of daylight
    
    E
    Water beading up her chest
    D
    Bleeding down between her knees
    A
    Rivers in Kentucky flow
    E
    Between the bluegrass wavy seas
    
    D       E
    But oh, Marjorie
    D                A                   E
    Twists the knife once more inside of me
    
    Breathless with anticipation
    Baited breathers set their hooks
    Tuck their heads beneath the high grass
    And lie and wait beside the brooks
    
    [the first two lines run together with the first two words said real rapidly]
    For instance? pushing slowly through 
    Frustration leading back along
    The alleys of a childhood
    Will not release us willingly
    
    But oh, Marjorie
    Sticks the knife in while I heard the sea
    
    [solo]
    F#m  B?  [repeat]
    
    
    Dust me off and shut me down
    And dream of where I haven't been
    Close the door inside my heart
    Stuck in the south Atlantic wind
    
    I have hollow eyes
    Haunting only to myself
    Even so, I can't stop calling 
    This great big hollows in my self
    
    I took the train form California
    To the far side of the continent
    Woke up in Kentucky
    Where a wedding was about to end
    
    I looked up at Anna
    She turned back to look at me
    It's best to kill the ones that matter
    Render blind the ones who see
    
    But oh, Marjorie
    Takes the blade and walks away from me
    Oh, Marjorie
    Love like blood is pouring out of me
    Oh, Marjorie
    My heart won't stop bleeding over me baby
    
    [solo over F#m and B?]
    
    Oh, I can't shut it in
    It's got far too many doors to block the wind
    Oh, I can't shut it in
    It's got far too many doors to block the wind
    
    
    
    
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