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            August and Everything After
By: Counting Crows

Capo on 2nd fret


        G
They're waking up Maria
            C
Cause everybody else
                         G
Has got some place to go
    G                                C
She makes a little motion with her head
                                 G                              G
Rolls over, and says she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
           C
I said I'm sorry to Maria
            C                                   G      
For all the cold hearted things that I have done
           C                          C
I said I'm sorry by now, at least once
              G       C
To just about everyone
                D                                   C
She says, "I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do today"
                D                         C
And it slips my mind what I'm supposed to say
              Em
We're getting older and older, and older
                    D
And always a little further out of the way


           G
You look into her eyes
         C                           G
And it's more than your heart will allow
   D                      C
In August and everything after
                                 G           C
You get a little less than you expected, somehow


        G                              C
Well, I stumbled into Washington Square
     C                   G
Just as the sun began to rise
  G                                     C
I walked across the lawn to the cathedral
         C                     G                    C
And laid down in the shadow of St. Mary's in the sky
         C
I'm just one of these late model children
                    G
Waiting for the king
          C
But there ain't no sign of Elvis in San Francisco
          C           G                    C          G
It's just me, and I'm playin this rock 'n' roll thing


    D                     C
She wants to be just like me
           D                         C
And I want every damn thing I can see
             Em
You know one day you're daddy's little angel
                     D
The next day, you're everything he wanted you to be


                  G
They dress you up in white satin
              C
And they give you your very own pair of wings
   D                          C
In August and everything after
               G
I'm after everything
       D                   C               G
I said la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la.
                  G
Now I got my reservations
             C                        G
And I got my seven million dollar home
                 G                                C
And I got the number of some girl in New York City

Who's always wide awake 
     G             G
so I never have to spend a night alone


           C
I got this nasty little habit of peakin down the shirts
                  C                       G
Of all the little girls as they pass me by
          C
I wonder, when it all catches up to me
              C
And I finally break down...
G                              C
Did you think I was gonna cry?


       D                 C
Well I already got my disease
                     D                     C
So take your fucking filthy hands off of me
  Em
I hope you don't expect me to be crucified

The best that they can do 
           D
Is to just hang me from the nearest tree
                    G
Cause it's midnight in San Francisco
        C                                 G
And I'm waiting here for Jesus on my knees
   D                           C
In August and everything after
                        G
I want somebody else to bleed, for me


       G                   C               G
I said la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la.
       D                   C               G
Oh no, na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na.

          G
I came down from North Dakota
                C                          G
Cause I had confidence in the military mind
        G                                  C
And now everyone I know is turning showgirl
                                C
and dancing with their shirt off 
            G               G
in some Las Vegas hotel line
       C
So I’m going’ to New York City
        C                               G
Cause I got a little sleevie here for me
       C                             C
When I find myself alone, I know I'm never going home
             G
You make the changes, the changes that you need


         D                  C
And I no longer know how to pray
                   D                           C
I live in dog town and it’s a Dalmatian parade
      D
And I change my spots over and over
                       C
but they never seem to fade away
         G
I am the last remaining Indian
                C                       G
looking for the place where the buffalo roam
   D                          C
In August and everything after 
                         G
man them buffalo ain’t never comin’ home
   D                          C
In August and everything after
                       G
man them buffalo ain’t never comin’ home
D  C  G  C    G
La la la la...

D  C  G  C    G
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