The Man Who Would Speak True 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**
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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]I had a lover, [D7sus4]name was Grace
She [D7]found me down in a [D7sus4]lonely place
[Am]She dug me out with an [D7sus4]old jar bow
She dr[D7]essed me up for to [D7sus4]take me home
She [Am]fed me words that I [D7sus4]could not taste
For I [D7]had no tongue, it had [D7sus4]been replaced
By a [Am]green and a-growin' fl[D7sus4]ower which grew
And I [D7]knew if I ever sp[D7sus4]oke I would speak tru[Am]e
[---]
[D7sus4] [D7] [D7sus4]
[---]
[Am]We lived together in an [D7sus4]old hotel
[D7]Broke-down palace with a [D7sus4]wishing well
The [Am]neighbour girl taught me [D7sus4]how to spell
And [D7]how to steal what I [D7sus4]could not sell
But I [Am]fed my tongue on the [D7sus4]devil's rum
And a [D7]roadhouse run by a [D7sus4]godless bum
On a [Am]drunken night with a [D7sus4]stolen gun
I [D7]shot my lover as she [D7sus4]made to run
The [Em7]judge said "Son, [A9]what have you done?"
But I [Em7]didn't speak a word, no I [A9]didn't speak one
And the [C]judge sent [G]me away[D]
And they [C]buried my [G]Grace, yeah, the [D7sus4]very next [Am]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
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