The Stanfields - Crocodile Tears

      
 
 Crocodile Tears - The Stanfields
 
 What an awesome song! It's by the Stanfields - one of the best new bands to come out of
 Scotia in a while. You can get this song - and other songs - on their website for
 free: http://thestanfields.ca/
 
 Capo on 3rd fret
 
 The Celtic sound on the D chord comes from playing the G string open and hammering your
 finger down to start the chord.

 e|-2---2-----2-2-2-2---------|
 B|-3---3-----3-3-3-3---------|
 G|-0-h-2-----2-2-2-2---------| x 3
 A|-0---0-----0-0-0-0---------|
 D|---------------------------|
 E|---------------------------|
 

 
 On the 4th time around, kick the G string up to the 4th fret.

 e|-2---2-2----2-2------------|
 B|-3---3-3----3-3------------|
 G|-0-h-2-4----4-2------------|
 A|-0---0-2----0-0------------|
 D|---------------------------|
 E|---------------------------|
 

 
 Repeat this progression throughout the song.
 
 D                              
 Violets are blue, roses are red
   G                                       
 I want you to leave and I mean what I said
     D                 A7                        D    
 The jury's verdict is in and you've crossed the line.
 
 D                                          
 Spare me the drama and your crocodile tears
 G                                    
 Cocaine, vodka and a half dozen beers
 D                         A7                 D    
 There's no excuse for the way you acted last night
 
 ( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/t/the_stanfields/crocodile_tears_crd.html )
 Chorus
    G                                D              
 So go, pack your bags, I'm not listening to you cry
             A7                   Bmin D 
 There is no next time or another try
    G                               D                
 So go, pack your bags and find somewhere else to cry
             A7                          D  
 This is the last time that I'll say goodbye
 
          D                                      
 Well you bitch and complain as a means to an end
     G                                              
 You don't like my momma and you hate all my friends
      D                        A7                  D     
 Well honey, I've got news for you, the feeling is shared
 
 D                                                 
 They say true love is golden but bruises are black
     G                                           
 You think that you are but you ain't coming back
          D                      A7              D       
 You're a walking, a cold lonely road, you ain't prepared
 
 Chorus
 
 Solo
 
 D                                        
 Here is a quarter, call someone who cares
    G                                              
 Or believes that I accidently fell down the stairs
 D                                     A7                    D    
 Or the phone book that knocked me out cold just fell of the shelf
 
 D                                              
 Well I have a good job and I don't look too bad
               G                                          
 And there are plenty of women who would be more than glad
    D                    A7                     D     
 To keep me from sitting around feeling bad for myself
 
 Chorus x 2
 
 Solo/Outro