Young the Giant - I Got

      

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 I Got - Young the Giant

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 Tuning: Standard
 
 This is my first song but I think its pretty accurate.
 I figured it out by watching videos and by ear.
 Since there are two guitars in the actual song there
 ends up being some interesting chords when they are
 compressed into one guitar.
 
 The rhythm of the chords in the verse bounces back
 and forth between the lower and upper strings of the chords,
 with the Eb as a transition between the Ab and the Dbadd9(no 3rd).
 The Eb chord in the progression passes by pretty quickly.
 
 
 Cm7 Bbm7 Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd)

 e|-----8------6------4-----6----------4--------------------------------------|
 B|-----8------6------4-----8----------4--------------------------------------|
 G|-----8------6------5-----8----------6--------------------------------------|
 D|-----8------6------6-----8----------6--------------------------------------|
 A|-----10-----8------6-----6----------4--------------------------------------|
 E|-----8------6------4-----x----------4--------------------------------------|
 

 
 
 Intro Part 1: x2
 Cm7 Bbm7 
   
 Intro Part 2: x2
 Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
 
 
 Verse 1
 Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
 In the night where I live, there's a strange force in your kiss oh,
 Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
 All's divine, in desire
 Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
 With an ire of philosophy, burning scrolls in the naked heat
 Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
 Oh how coy, is your little boy?
 
 
 Pre-chorus
         Cm7            Bbm7                
 Cause I know, it don't read that well, yeah
 
 Chorus
 Ab      Cm7          Bbm7           Cm7      Eb7    
 I got, buried. No it won't be long, before I rise in
 
 Verse 2
 In the night where I live, Your children sway they fuel the kitch.
 Raise their glass to soviet cries in the ward, And in shadows.
 Outright, in times of old, Fumes are falling, smell them burn,
 Like always, yes always. Now here!
 
 Prechorus
 Cause I know it dont read that well.
 And I know, only time will tell, me.
 
 Chorus
 I got buried, no it wont be long, before I rise in.
 I got! Oh Buried. Oh no!!!
 Cause I know I got you!!