DO YOU (Jewel Kilcher)
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Most of the song has four repeated chords:
 D = hammer-on from x00032 to x00232.
 Em9 = hammer-on from xx0032 to xx2032.
 G/B = hammer-on from x00033 to x20033.
 G = 320033.


D  Em9  G/B  G    D  Em9  G/B  G
[intro]
D  Em9  G/B  G    D  Em9  G/B  G
[intro]

D                Em9              G/B               G
Hey, you say you like the way the cowboys tip their hats and say,
D                  Em9     G/B   G
  "How's it goin' ma'am?"
           D                    Em9               G/B              G
But you're never quite clear if their glares are sincere or really only just
D             Em9     G/B   G
  Second hand

   D            Em9          G/B       G
To you it's all roses, its a lavender haze
   D           Em9              G/B             G
The man is a marvel, but it's a shame about his brains
    D                Em9           G/B           G          D    Em9  G/B  G
But that's okay, you say, he's got straight teeth and it's good sex

    C           C        G            G
You look to the sky, you look to the man
    C          C            G       G
You claim innocence and not to understand
   D       D(9)    G/B - C     G
Or do you?
D       D(9)    G/B - C     G
Do you?

There's a big man wearing a white suit and patent leather shoes
He wants to take his monkeys to see the kids at the zoo
'Cause the gypsy on the corner said hey, mister, you can't lose

And it's your first day at the track, you feel that heat on your back
We all want to find a way to beat the system, find some rhythm in the madness

Get down on your knees and pray
Say, I'll do whatever you want, God, just let me have my way"
Well, will you
Will you?

     Em          Em         A              A
Come on, all you merry men, rally your cry
Em              Em         A            A
Dance with the devil for tomorrow we'll surely...
D     Am/C  G/B          G    G     D  Em9  G/B      G            D  Em9  G/B  G
Hey,  hey,  blow the men down,                 well, blow the men down

You with all your cigarettes and cool stares, filled with blank glares and loaded regrets
Just like the girls today with nothing to say
No more pigtails and pony rides, they're sophisticated
They sip on lattes, and have their eyes on a bigger prize

We shake our fists and say, well good golly we're mad
That God kills children with our very own hands
We claim innocence and not to understand
Or do we
Do we?

Come on all you merry men, rally your cry
Dance with the devil for tomorrow we'll surely...
Hey, hey, blow the men down, blow the men down



- transcribed by Adam Schneider, http://adamschneider.net/