Hope Was Not A Smith Family Tradition chords by The Pica Beats

Chords with lyrics

• Capo on 1st
• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: A#mA#m

Verse :
A minorAm       FF        E minorEm    G+G
Hope, was not a Smith family tradition
      A minorAm             FF        E minorEm    G+G
Neither was coming home sober with your paycheck still intact
     A minorAm      FF      E minorEm   G+G
At least tension was a tangible situation
    A minorAm             FF         E minorEm   G+G
Unlike fate, and disease, and the cricket songs of regret


A minorAm         FF           E minorEm    G+G
Words, were not the Smith family way of discussing
       A minorAm          FF         E minorEm     G+G
What they all knew was a curse in a language children can't speak
  A minorAm            FF         E minorEm     G+G
The devil got his tongue in a state of perpetual progress
      A minorAm         FF               E minorEm   G+G
Finding new ways of adding more splinters to the blood in our veins

Chorus:
   A minorAm        G+G       C majorC           E minorEm
Hallelujah! Our little boy of ten has reached the top of the field again
     A minorAm         G+G         C majorC          E minorEm
But he's gone, out like the photograph you had perched on the mantelpiece
     A minorAm             G+G             C majorC       E minorEm
Who's to say that if he'd gotten off that rattlesnake he would both survived and been great?
     A minorAm         G+G         C majorC   E MajorE         A minorAm
But he's gone just like all your other kids I assume, never to be bitten again

Bridge:
FF              A minorAm    G+G
Stick by the phone 'til the wind dies down
FF             A minorAm     G+G
Pray for polar ice caps to flood this town
   FF                   A minorAm   G+G
He'll call her with instructions for old and young alike
  FF                 A minorAm    G+G
She knows he'll disagree when she says let them die (let them die)
FF                 A minorAm        G+G
This ain't no disaster this is the prince of parlor tea
FF               A minorAm          G+G
Reclaiming wooden tables on behalf of the king and queen
FF                  A minorAm       G+G
The contents of your stomach fall within our lavish realm guards
FF                      A minorAm        G+G
Grind them up, we can't survive without our champagne and cologne

Chorus:
     A minorAm        G+G            C majorC          E minorEm
And Hallelujah! Our little friend of god missed his tetanus shot and he got lockjaw
     A minorAm         G+G          C majorC         E minorEm
Now he's gone, folded like a deck of cards buried out by the wishing well
     A minorAm             G+G          C majorC         E minorEm
I saw his ghost looking just like he did in life with his nose turned up at immigrant rights
     A minorAm            G+G        C majorC         E MajorE
Now he's poised, to haunt us for eternity
I would know if I was spiritual
   A minorAm        G+G       C majorC           E minorEm
Hallelujah! Our little boy of ten has reached the top of the field again
     A minorAm         G+G         C majorC          E minorEm
But he's gone, out like the photograph you had perched on the mantelpiece
     A minorAm             G+G             C majorC       E minorEm
Who's to say that if he'd gotten off that rattlesnake he would both survived and been great?
     A minorAm         G+G         C majorC   E MajorE         A minorAm
But he's gone just like all your other kids I assume, never to be bitten again