What A Good Boy tab by Barenaked Ladies

Barenaked Ladies

What a good boy

This is basically the same as the other version, except BNL play it with the capo,
and I added the little riff in the last line of the chorus.

(Capo 5)

RIFF 1
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G-------------2---------------------------------------------|
D-----------------------------------------------------------|
A--------------------------4---------2--------------2-------|
E-------------------------------------------2-------3-------|

G
When I was born, they looked at me and said
What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy
G
And when you were born, they looked at you and said
What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl
G
We've got these chains that hang around our necks
People want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same
When temptation calls, we just look away

	CHORUS:
      A
     This name is the hairshirt I wear
               G
     And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair
      A
     This song is the cross that I bear
              G
     Bear it with me, Bear with me, Bear with me
                        RIFF 1
     Be with me tonight
                                 RIFF 1
     I know that it isn't right
     But be with me tonight

I go to school, I write exams
If I pass, If I fail, If I drop out, does anyone give a damn?
And if they do, they'll soon forget
'Cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet

I wake up scared, I wake up strange
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever gonna change
I wake up scared, I wake up strange
And everything around me stays the same

CHORUS

I couldn't tell you, that I was wrong
Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song
I couldn't tell you, you were right
So instead I looked in the mirror, watched TV, layed awake all night

We've got these chains that hang around our necks
Perople want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same
When temptation calls . . .

CHORUS