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Misc Unsigned Bands — Symphonic Haze - Gw (ver 2) Tab

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Song — Ol' GW
Composer — Dan Hess
As appears on — The Volunteers — Saturday Morning Orkestraw
Transcribed by — McD

So yeah, the other tab was pretty bad, and the pattern wasn't in the same galaxy as 
and there's no Em7 in the entire song, so I felt it was my duty to provide a correct tab.  Enjoy

Pattern 1, * = pick—up note
  * Bm          D           A
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|—————————3—————————3—————————————2———3———5———3———2——————————|
|———————4———4—————2—————————————2—————————————————————2——————|
|—————4———————4—0—————————————2——————————————————————————————|
|—0—2———————————————————————0———————0———0———0———0———0———0————|
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        Bm                  D               A
Well, I climbed the highest mountain in the hills that I could find
Bm             D              A
There I met an old man with a nation on his mind
        Bm                 D                 A
He said "son, you wouldn't know it, but this country's up a creek"
    Bm             D               A
And I just sat and listened as the wise old man did speak

Chorus:
Bm G D A Asus4 A

      Bm              G           D              A     Asus4 A
Let's send our future overseas to die in foreign lands
    Bm               G             D               A     Asus4 A
The purple mountains waste away as we hold out our hands
Bm            G                D              A    Asus4 A
Mother nature never stopped to cry out in her pain
             Bm             G                  D       A
But when the factories tore out her heart, she wept in acid rain

Pattern 1
        Bm                  D                A
Well, I thanked the old man for his news and travelled on my way
  Bm              D                A
I rambled down to Washington, head full of things to say
  Bm                D                      A
I stopped in at the White House, where the man makes his foul bed
           Bm                                D     A
And I said "I got something to tell you, man", and this is how it read

Chorus:
Bm G D A Asus4 A
      Bm            G         D                 A    Asus4 A
Let's brew a pot of Texas tea steeped in crafty lies
          Bm               G            D           A      Asus4 A
While our former cause for liberty will lead to our demise
Bm                    G          D                A    Asus4 A
War is all we've ever known, and greed is what it bred
              Bm              G                    D           A   Asus4 A
But keep your fingers on your triggers, boys, your brain's not all that's

Bm
Dead

Keep repeating chorus progression, then pattern 1, listen to the ending, it's the same 
you SHOULD be able to figure it out