The Man Who Would Speak True by Blitzen Trapper Song: The Man Who Would Speak True Artist: Blitzen Trapper Album: "Destroyer of the Void" [2010] Tab by Devin Miller Tuning: Standard EADGBe **CAPO 7th FRET** ********************************************************************* Chord reference (note the chord names are written as if there was no capo, for simplicity): Am D7sus4 D7 Em7 A9 C G D e|-------------------0----0----0----3----2---| B|--1----1------1----0----0----1----0----3---| G|--2----2------2----0----2----0----0----2---| D|--2----0------0----0----x----2----0----0---| A|--0----x------x----2----4----3----2--------| E|-------3------2----0----0---------3--------| Am D7sus4 I had a lover, name was Grace D7 D7sus4 She found me down in a lonely place Am D7sus4 She dug me out with an old jar bow D7 D7sus4 She dressed me up for to take me home Am D7sus4 She fed me words that I could not taste D7 D7sus4 For I had no tongue, it had been replaced Am D7sus4 By a green and a-growin' flower which grew D7 D7sus4 Am And I knew if I ever spoke I would speak true --- D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 --- Am D7sus4 We lived together in an old hotel D7 D7sus4 Broke-down palace with a wishing well Am D7sus4 The neighbour girl taught me how to spell D7 D7sus4 And how to steal what I could not sell Am D7sus4 But I fed my tongue on the devil's rum D7 D7sus4 And a roadhouse run by a godless bum Am D7sus4 On a drunken night with a stolen gun D7 D7sus4 I shot my lover as she made to run Em7 A9 The judge said "Son, what have you done?" Em7 A9 But I didn't speak a word, no I didn't speak one C G D And the judge sent me away C G D7sus4 Am And they buried my Grace, yeah, the very next day --- D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 --- REST OF THE LYRICS: They sent me out on a midnight train In the rain rollin' down through the dusty plain 4 men sittin' with an old shotgun silver stars pinned on everyone They busted my mouth for to get at my tongue To see just how this had all begun So I opened my mouth like a dragon's breath I only spoke truth, but it only brought death And I laid those boys to rest For the truth in truth is a terrible jest For there ain't no road but the road to home There ain't no crops but the one's you've sown And if you learn one thing from me You better guard your tongue like your enemy I came to ground in a one horse town On the western rim where the sun go down Where a branded man might start again For to ride his rung, for to lose his sin But my tongue kept growing, it would not cease I grew quite weary, couldn't get no release So I went to the magistrate and turned myself in Picked up a shovel and he made the grin And they planted me by the sea Now the birds of the air make nests on me ============================================================================ www.TAB6.com