The National is a Brooklyn-based indie rock band formed in 1999, by friends from Cincinnati, Ohio, USA. The band's lyrics are written and sung by Matt Berninger in a distinctive, deep baritone. The rest of the band is composed of two pairs of brothers: Aaron Dessner (guitar, bass, keyboards), Bryce Dessner (guitar), Scott Devendorf (bass, guitar) and Bryan Devendorf (drums).
Their self-titled debut album"The National" (Brassland 2001) was recorded and released before they had played even a single show.
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Verse 1 chords: GmA#5 A little faith, follow me DmF I set a fire in a blackberry field GmA#5 Make us laugh on northern will DmF I set a fire just to see what it kills GmA#5 Now I'm stuck in New York and the rain's coming down DmF I don't feel like were going anywhere GmA#5 Stuck in New York and the rain's coming down DmF Stealing line from the Vanity Fair
Pre-Chorus chords: GmA#5 Leave our eight southern souls DmF Head for the coast GmA#5 Leave our eight southern souls DmF Everything goes
Chorus chords: GmA#5 All the lonely kids are getting harder to find DmF Well play nuns versus priests until somebody cries GmA#5 All our lonely kicks they'll make us sing, little thing DmF Well play nuns versus priests until somebody wins
Verse 2: [use Awesome prince, get your sleep Lose you heart, twistery Make us laugh, cause nothing will I set a fire, just to see what it kills
Bridge chords: GmA#5 Don't be bitter and I know how you think DmF You're waiting for Radio City to sink GmA#5 You'll find crumbs-ration[?] in everyone's eyes GmF The storm will suck the pretty girls into the sky
Chorus chords: All the lonely kids are getting harder to find Well play nuns versus priests until somebody cries All our lonely kicks they'll make us sing, little thing Well play nuns versus priests until somebody wins
Pre-Chorus chords: Leave our eight southern souls Head for the coast Leave our eight southern souls Everything goes