Lups chords by Augie March

Lupus' by Augie March, from "Watch Me Disappear"

Tabbed by: W.M.Lewis
 (wmlewis1@gmail.com) - corrections/suggestions welcomed.

Standard tuning. No capo.

INTRO: Bm / A / D / A / E7 / E x 2

Bm                   A                   D       A              E7   E
As the cold comes to claim up I take the air and know your pink aroma,
             Bm              A              D              A          E7    E
And I should haunt your very vestibules and hover like the smoke over Tecoma,
Bm                 A            D            A        Bm   Bm7  Bm
If I could dive my hands to the roots of your tallest trees,

Bm             A D  A D
And it was all I ever do...
Bm             A D    A
And it was all I ever do...
      Bm            A           D          A            Bm   Bm7  Bm
Never feed from the hand, never beg, never stand on two feet.


Bm                   A                      D       A                   E7      E
I see your memory is starved and smell your history it doesn't raise an appetite,
           Bm              A                 D                  A                E7    E
I haze the rill up with my steam, the fishes scream, the lilies dream my eyes to black,
Bm                 A              D         A        Bm   Bm7  Bm
If I could sink my teeth into the dreams of ordinary people,

Bm             A D  A D
And it was all I ever do...
Bm             A D    A
And it was all I ever do...
      Bm            A           D          A            Bm   Bm7  Bm
Never feed from the hand, never beg, never stand on two feet.

INSTRUMENTAL: Bm / A / D / A / E7 / E x 2

Bm                     A                D                   A                   E7                   E
Now the fire's come to reap I've got to raise you from your sleep and speak the iron in my teeth and will,
Bm                   A              D                A                E7                           E
I have a memory of soul, of trusted hand, of twining blood, I have my step there at the top of the hill
Bm                  A           D        A             Bm         Bm7  Bm
If I could hitch my hind to the wagon of sighs you get around with,

Bm             A D  A D
And it was all I ever do...
Bm             A D    A
And it was all I ever do...
      Bm            A           D          A            Bm   Bm7  Bm
Never feed from the hand, never beg, never stand on two feet.

Bm             A D  A D
And it was all I ever do...
Bm             A D    A
And it was all I ever do...
      Bm            A           D          A            Bm   Bm7  Bm
Never feed from the hand, never beg, never stand on two feet.

OUTRO: Bm / A / D / A / E7 / E .... to fade