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This My Town
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(Submitted by Matthew T Velazquez <simplyt@comcast.net>)

Standard tuning, capo on 5th fret

Notable chords:

    D    A    E    F#m   Dadd9
1|--2----0----0----2-----0---|
2|--3----2----0----3-----3---|
3|--2----2----1----4-----2---|
4|--0----2----2----4-----0---|
5|--0----0----2----2-----0---|
6|--x----x----0----2-----x---|

The into and verses are straight picked chords:

        D                 A                E                E
1|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
2|---------3------|-----3----------|-------0--------|-------0--------|
3|-----------2----|-------3--------|-----1----------|-----1----------|
4|-------0-----0--|---3-----3------|---2-----2------|---2-----2------|
5|-----0----------|-0--------------|-0--------------|-0--------------|
6|0h2h4-----------|----------------|----------------|----------------|


D      A      E            A
Ninety five degrees on the blacktop
  D         A       E
I hear it's cool on Mars
D                 A      E        A
Used to be a dirt path behind our house
        D         A   E    A
Now just speeding European cars

         D   A      E    A
And it's too hot to play ball

      D       A         E      A
So we sit and watch the summer fade

D      A      E            A
Ninety five degrees on the blacktop

D     A           E      D
      Ninety-four in the shade

D     A           E      D
      Ninety-four in the shade


         E         A
Well the heat was enormous

   E           A
It felt like a gorgeous

E          A      Dadd9
Blanket of Indian clay

E             A
Time drifting over us

E             A
Stagnant like thunderclouds

E            A          Dadd9
Pregnant and heavy with rain


D    E  A    D             A
This my town ain't what it used to be

D          A             E            F#m
Everything seems so much smaller than it was

D    E  A    D                A
This my town, they're cutting down the tree

     D          A       E
Where we carved out our love


I can hear the buzz buzz

D   A   E               A
        I can hear just what it was

D   A   E              A         D     (A   E   A...)
        I can hear the buzz buzz buzz


Should have seen it coming back then
Always time for change
They sent hustlin' Pete for a bundle of cash
And they called it an even trade
And it's too hot to play ball
Leather and string frayed at the seams
And the sweet hot smell of rain drenching the pavement
Blacktop tar now a field of dreams

CHORUS