Matthew Good is a rock musician from Coquitlam, BC, Canada, formerly of the Matthew Good Band, which was disbanded in 2002. His solo career has met with continued success, with the release of Avalanche on March 4, 2003. He followed that up on June 15, 2004 with White Light Rock and Roll Review, and on September 20, 2005 with In a Coma, a best-of documenting his musical career from 1995-2005. On July 31, 2007, he released his third album, entitled Hospital Music.
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Song: Heather's Like Sunday Tabbed By: Dukemaniac ( [email protected] ) Tuning: Standard
Chords:
G -320033 Cadd9 -x32033 Asus4 -x02233 Em7 -022033
Just an acoustic guitar with some violins and maybe piano and bass
Intro/Verse:
GCadd9Asus4Cadd9 Had a map, had a chance left in a stolen car GCadd9Asus4Cadd9 Brochure sure looked like heaven but we knew we'd never make it that far
Chorus :
GEm7 If the devil was a poet I doubt that he would know it Cadd9G I doubt that he would win your hearts with simple words of flame like GEm7 Love is just a prison if there is no one there to listen and Cadd9G Heathers like sunday
Lyrics: Had a map had a chance left in a stolen car The brochure looked like heaven but we knew we'de never make it that far See fields and the poor towns flew by in the da--rk And our plan my dear there she slips with one single shots to the (?) heart full of strings, heart full of finer things There is salvation out there, there are reasons for us to care And on the wheel, try hard to breathe and feel
Cuz goin out's the easy part x2
And if the devil was a poet, I doubt that he would know it and I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of flame like love is just a prison if there's no one there to listen and the truth is shallow water you learn nothing when you came
Found a cause had a chance, dream with a cheap guitar I know she belieed it but she knew I'd never make it that far She says they'de follow me down if I didn't gi--ve myself away So you just hold on tight and close your eyes and try damn not think about yesterday She said Her father was a holy man who hid her from the world like a puppet in an dress with plastic friends and pearls And I never was much for dancin, so I was the leader of the band, and I played waltzes with a revolver in my hand A--nd over strings, a hand full of finer things There is salvation in here, reasons for us to care And on the wheel, tryh ard not to breathe and feel Cuz goin out's the easy part x2
And if the devil was a poet, I doubt that he would know it and I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of flame like love is just a meaning of someone else's dreaming and Heather's like sunday And if the devil was a poet, I doubt that he would know it and I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of flame like