title : c’mon c’mon
artist : the von bondies
tuning : standard

* * this song is primarily punky downstrokes * *

intro / verse riff
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| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – | | – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – | | – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 9 – 9 – 9 – – 9 – 9 – 9 – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – | x3 | – 3 – 3 – 3 – – 5 – 5 – 5 – – 9 – 9 – 9 – – 9 – 9 – 9 – |
| – 2 – 3 – 3 – – 5 – 7 – 7 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – | | – 3 – 3 – 3 – – 5 – 5 – 5 – – 7 – 7 – 7 – – 7 – 7 – 7 – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 3 – 5 – 5 – – 3 – 5 – 5 – | | – 1 – 1 – 1 – – 3 – 3 – 3 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – |

C D A
on another day , c’mon c’mon
C D A
with these ropes tied tight , can we do no wrong
C D A
now we grieve ’cause now it’s gone
F G E
things were good when we were young

C D A
when my teeth bite down , i can see the blood
C D A
of a thousand men who have come and gone
C G A
now we grieve ’cause now it’s gone
F G E
things were good when we were young

C D A
is it safe to say , c’mon c’mon
C D A
was it right to leave , c’mon c’mon
C D A
will i ever learn , c’mon c’mon
F G E
c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon

C D A
as i make my way c’mon c’mon
C D A
through these battered nights that seem too long
C D A
now we grieve ’cause now it’s gone
F G E
things were good when we were young

C D A
when my teeth bite down , i can see the blood
C D A
of a thousand men who have come and gone
C G A
now we grieve ’cause now it’s gone
F G E
things were good when we were young

C D A
is it safe to say , c’mon c’mon
C D A
was it right to leave , c’mon c’mon
C D A
will i ever learn , c’mon c’mon
F G E
c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon

C D A
is it safe to say , c’mon c’mon
C D A
was it right to leave , c’mon c’mon
C D A
will i ever learn , c’mon c’mon
F G E
c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon

C D A
and now this day these deepened wounds
C D A
don’t heal so fast , can’t hear me croon
C D A
of a million lies that speak no truth
F G E
of a time gone by that now is through

C D A