Cape Canaveral Tabulatur von Conor Oberst

[Intro]
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Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole 
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I saw your legends lined up 
                              Am 
And I never felt more natural 
 Em              Am     Em
Apart, I just came     apart 

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Please, please, please sister Socrates 
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You always answer with a question 
                                    Am 
Show some kindness to a petty thief 
   Em          Am      Em
Forgive, you did    forgive 

          C                     D
Watch the migrants smoke in the old orange grove 
        G                     C
And the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral 
              C                      D       
You’ve been a father to me Your 1960’s speak 
       G                        C             
Give me comatose joy like re-run TV 
           Am                          
While the mountain’s side was shining 
                          G
Wild colors of my destiny 
               Am
I saw your face age backwards 
                             G
Changing shape in my memory 
              Am
You taught me victory’s sweet 
                             G
Even deep in the cheap seats 


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Hey, hey, hey mother interstate 
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Can you deliver me from evil 
                                     Am
Make me honest make me wedding cake 
 Em         Am    Em                 
Atone, I will  atone 
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Wait, wait, wait mighty outer-space 
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All that flying saucer terror 
                               Am
Made me lazy drinking lemonade 
  Em            Am           Em
A waste, it just went     to waste 

         C                  D    
Like the Freon cold out the hotel door 
       G                      C  
Or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral 
              C                   D
You’ve been a daughter to me your buried shoe-box grief 
            G                     C                   
I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat 
          Am                     
While the waterfall was pouring 
                            G   
Crazy symbols of my destiny 
               Am                
I watched your face die backwards 
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Little baby in my memory 
            Am                   
You told me victory's sweet 
                             G  
Even deep in the cheap seats 


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And you don’t judge me 
                D        C      
That’s not your style 
                   Em      
But I won’t see you 
      Bm                C        
for a little while 
               Em              C           
And there’s no worries, oh lord 
          D          C                 
Whose got time 
            Em                     D   
All these changes are going to fill your mind 
                               
         C                   D                                  
Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove 
       G                     C                                  
Or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral 
            C                      D                            
It’s been a nightmare to me Some 1980’s greed 
         G                     C                                
Gives me parachute dreams Like old war movies 
          Am                                               G     
While the universe was drawing Perfect circles for infinity 
              Am                 
I watched the stars get smaller 
                           G    
Tiny diamonds in my memory 
            Am                   
I know that victory is sweet 
                             G  
Even deep in the cheap seats