artist : the lawrence arms
song : seventeener ( 17th and 37th )
i’ve included the two versions : one without a capo ( electric ) , and one with ( acoustic ) .
tabbed by ear by blinkaholic
chords : E = – 799 – – ; B = – 244 – – ; C# = – 466 – – ; A = – 022 – – ; D# = – 698 – –
E B C#
i never wanted to die old ,
A
but it’s too late now ,
E
my heart has grown so cold .
B
and the corpse i leave behind
C#
ain’t gonna be ,
A
no pretty boy
E
it’s a sick sack of disease .
D#
we thought about
C#
ways we’d love to go .
B A
high and beautiful ,
E
and fxxking in the snow .
D# C#
on new years day or christmas eve ,
B A
on a warm november night buried beneath the orange leaves .
B E
it’s a few dreams on the ways that we could leave .
E D# C#
my heart got kicked out of all its homes ,
E D# C# A
and dying young just didn’t work and so i guess i’m dying old
B C#
and there ain’t nowhere left to go ,
A B E
’cause all my loves would rather be alone .
B C#
and yesterday i woke up to find ,
A E
the black in my beard had turn to white .
B C#
and the pretty girls that used to smile at me ,
A C#
just stared off straight ahead or looked down at their feet .
A E
so tonight i’ll sit up here
B C#
with these street lights and these seventeen beers .
A E
straight from the page of a teenage diary ,
B A
underneath these shitty stars like i was seventeen .
B
( i mean )
E D# C#
that my heart got kicked out of all its homes ,
E D# C# A
and dying young just didn’t work and so i guess i’m dying old
B C#
and there ain’t nowhere left to go ,
A B E
’cause all my loves would rather be alone .
A B C#
and there ain’t nowhere left to go ,
A B E
’cause all my loves would rather be alone .
artist : the lawrence arms
song : seventeener ( 17th and 37th )
capo : 4th fret
chords : C = – 32010 ; G = 320003 ; Am = – 02210 ; F = 133211 ; G/B = – 20010
C G Am
i never wanted to die old ,
F
but it’s too late now ,
C
my heart has grown so cold .
G
and the corpse i leave behind
Am
ain’t gonna be ,
F
no pretty boy
C
it’s a sick sack of disease .
G/B
we thought about
Am
ways we’d love to go .
G F
high and beautiful ,
C
and fxxking in the snow .
G/B Am
on new years day or christmas eve ,
G F
on a warm november night buried beneath the orange leaves .
G C
it’s a few dreams on the ways that we could leave .
C G/B Am
my heart got kicked out of all its homes ,
C G/B Am F
and dying young just didn’t work and so i guess i’m dying old
G Am
and there ain’t nowhere left to go ,
F G C
’cause all my loves would rather be alone .
G Am
and yesterday i woke up to find ,
F C
the black in my beard had turn to white .
G Am
and the pretty girls that used to smile at me ,
F Am
just stared off straight ahead or looked down at their feet .
F C
so tonight i’ll sit up here
G Am
with these street lights and these seventeen beers .
F C
straight from the page of a teenage diary ,
G F
underneath these shitty stars like i was seventeen .
G
( i mean )
C G/B Am
that my heart got kicked out of all its homes ,
C G/B Am F
and dying young just didn’t work and so i guess i’m dying old
G Am
and there ain’t nowhere left to go ,
F G C
’cause all my loves would rather be alone .
F G Am
and there ain’t nowhere left to go ,
F G C
’cause all my loves would rather be alone .
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