Poets chords by The Tragically Hip

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Verse 1:
  Cm
Spring starts when a heartbeat's poundin'
  F                                                Cm                              F
When the birds can be heard above the reckonin' carts doin' some final accountin'
  Cm
Lava flowin' in Superfarmer's direction
  F                                                Cm                   F
He's been gettin' reprieve from the heat in the frozen food section, yeah


Chorus:
   Cm                   Bb
Don't tell me what the poets are doin'
   Cm                       Bb
Don't tell me that they're talking tough
   Cm                        Bb
Don't tell me that they're anti-social
   Cm               Bb
Somehow not anti-social enough, all right

Verse 2:
    Cm
And porn speaks to its splintered legions
   F                                               Cm                  F
To the pink amid the withered cornstalks in them winter regions (Yeah)
   Cm
While aimin' at the archetypal father
   F                                                    Cm                   F
He said with such broad and tentative swipes, "Why do you even bother?" (Yeah)


Chorus:
   Cm                     Bb
Don't tell me what the poets are doin'
   Cm                    Bb
Those Himalayas of the mind
   Cm                    Bb
Don't tell me what the poets been doin'
   Cm                 Bb
In the long grasses over time


Instrumental Break:
Cm Eb F Bb (x2)

Chorus:
   Cm                     Bb
Don't tell me what the poets are doin'
   Cm                   Bb
On the street and the epitome of vague
   Cm                  Bb
Don't tell me how the universe is altered
   Cm                  Bb
When you find out how he gets paid, all right


Verse 3:
  Cm                      Eb
If there's nothing more that ya need now
      F                 Bb
The lawn cut by bare-breasted women
  Cm                   Eb                    F
Beach bleached towels within reach for the women
         Bb                                  Cm
Got to make it, that'll make it by swimmin