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Song: The Last Drink 
Band: The Odds
Tabbed by Steve Fissel
sfissel@home.com or icq #9964990

This is a beautiful song.  If anybody needs any other
songs off of good wierd feeling or nest tabbed, let
me know, I'll see what I can come up with.

RIFF
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[RIFF]
Carrying your ashes from bar to bar
D
I'm in a mess and you're in a mason jar
[RIFF]
with you under my arm like a football
        D
I'm not ready to let go and that is all
        G
you were never big on conversation and that
A
hasn't changed since your cremation

       D                       G
And I feel most times like you do
           D                       G
you know I feel most times like you do

D
I wish that I was hardnosed
        Bm
fight a forest fire with a garden hose
        E7                                [RIFF]
and be brave enough right now to start on something new
you were right there in the urn light as a feather
       D
if my hands weren't shaky I'd glue you back together
[RIFF]
this watering hole was our favourite stope
         D
so I'll take off the lid and pour a drink down the top, for you
         G
and I'll pull down on that magic lever
    A
that makes it stay the past forever

      D                        G
And I feel most times like you do
          D                         G
you know I feel most times like you do
D
Someone's stabbed my voodoo doll
       Bm
now it hurts each time that nature calls
           E7                           [RIFF]
and you're lucky that nature's finished calling out to you


you were down to your very last little belt loop
             D
but you were tougher than a putbull in the paratroops
[RIFF]
and if you're afraid of getting hurt you suffer more ills
           D
like the hypocondriac who dies choking on his pills
             G
so I should swallow really hard and deal with this pain
             A
cause I'm as wasted as a neatfreak in a hurricane

      D                        G
And I feel most times like you do
           D                      G
you know I feel most times like you do
    D
I thought I was the one that died
              Bm
and this was heavens wierd amusement ride
          E7                           A
but you pinched me in the dream and I saw it wasn't true

[START SWING FEEL]
        G           A            D       F#
so I'm dumping your ashes on the floor
          G                 A              D                F#
and we'll laugh as people slip on you while coming in this door
          G                 A        D           F#
and i'll drink on what you said to stip my feet draggin'
[NO CHORD]
"No one dog's bark should ever stop the wagon"

Chords:
D  [x 0 0 2 3 2]
G  [3 2 0 0 3 3]
A  [x 0 2 2 2 0]
Bm [x 2 4 4 3 2]
E7 [0 2 2 1 3 0]
F# [2 4 4 3 2 2]

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