Constructive Summer chords by The Hold Steady

Tuning: Standard EBGDAE

Difficulty: Novice

Capo 2

Intro:
D  G
D  G

D                       G   D                      G
Me and my friends are like the drums on "Lust for Life"
D                        G
We pound it out on floor toms
D
Our psalms are sing-along songs

Bm  A  D

D                           G
And this whole town is like this
D                           G
Been that way our whole lives
D                                G
Just work at the mill until you die
D
Work at the mill, and then you die

Bm  A  D

D                               G
We're gonna build something, this summer
D
We're gonna build something, this summer
Bm          A              G
We'll put it back together- raise up a giant ladder
D                                               G    E
With love, and trust, and friends, and hammers (This summer!)
Bm         A                G
We're gonna lean this ladder up against the water tower
D                                        G    Em
Climb up to the top, and drink and talk (This summer!)

D                         G   D                     G
Me and my friends are like "Double-whiskey-coke-no-ice."
D                          G     D
We drink along in double time; might drink too much, but we feel fine

Bm  A   D

D                               G
We're gonna build something this summer.
D
Gonna build something this summer.
     Bm                      A        G
This summer, grant us all the power to drink on top of water towers,
D                                            G   E
With love, and trust, and shows, all summer (Get hammered!)
Bm            A      G                                     D
Let this be my annual reminder that we can all be something bigger

D

D

D
I went to your schools, I did my detention
But the walls are so gray, I couldn't pay attention
D
I heard your gospel- it moved me to tears,
But I couldn't find the hate, and I couldn't find the fear
D
I met your Savior, I knelt at his feet,
And he took my ten bucks, and he went down the street
D
I tried to believe all the things that you said,
       G                             E
But my friends that aren't dying are already dead.

Bm     A                G
Raise a toast to St. Joe Strummer
Bm        A                 G
I think he might've been our only decent teacher
Bm     A              G                  D               G
Getting older makes it harder to remember we are our only saviors
            Em                    D
We're gonna build something, this summer



THE END!