{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":1688259,"song":"Queer","artist":"Rheostatics","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11354013-queer-chords-by-rheostatics/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/1688259?type=chord","rating":4.37198,"votes":3,"content":"Queer\r\nWritten by Dave Bidini and Dave Clark\r\nOn the album \"Whale Music\"\r\n \r\n[[ch]G[/ch]] You woke the wrecking yard hounds when you [[ch]C[/ch]] slammed the passenger [[ch]G[/ch]] side.\r\nAnd father watched you [[ch]Em[/ch]] from the yard with his [[ch]D[/ch]] knuckles wrapped in [[ch]G[/ch]] ice.\r\n[[ch]G[/ch]] Now the screen door is still broken since you [[ch]C[/ch]] kicked your Kodiacs [[ch]G[/ch]] through it.\r\nBut we left the Christmas tree [[ch]Em[/ch]] standing, in [[ch]D[/ch]] case you turned a [[ch]G[/ch]] round.\r\n \r\n[[ch]G[/ch]] Now I've heard you got a good job pitching [[ch]C[/ch]] hay down in Salmon [[ch]G[/ch]] Arm\r\nMaybe I'll hike there [[ch]Em[/ch]] from the coast when the [[ch]D[/ch]] weather starts to [[ch]G[/ch]] warm\r\n[[ch]G[/ch]] k.d. called on the weekend.  She was [[ch]C[/ch]] crying on the tele [[ch]G[/ch]] phone.\r\n'Cause Father said as far as [[ch]Em[/ch]] he's concerned, you've been [[ch]D[/ch]] stricken from our [[ch]G[/ch]] home.\r\n \r\n[[ch]D[/ch]] He's gone out of his [[ch]G[/ch]] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\r\n[[ch]D[/ch]] He's gone out of his [[ch]G[/ch]] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\r\n[[ch]D[/ch]] He's gone out of his [[ch]G[/ch]] head.\r\nSometimes [[ch]D[/ch]] choices aren't so [[ch]C[/ch]] clear.\r\n \r\n[[ch]G[/ch]] Father raged like a soldier.  He put his [[ch]C[/ch]] fist through the kitchen [[ch]G[/ch]] door,\r\nWhen I said it would have been [[ch]Em[/ch]] better if you had [[ch]D[/ch]] split on your own [[ch]G[/ch]] accord.\r\n[[ch]G[/ch]] I don't care about the damage, but I [[ch]C[/ch]] wish you were there to [[ch]G[/ch]] see it\r\nWhen I scored a hat trick [[ch]Em[/ch]] on the team that [[ch]D[/ch]] called you a fucking [[ch]G[/ch]] queer.\r\n \r\n[[ch]D[/ch]] He's gone out of his [[ch]G[/ch]] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\r\n[[ch]D[/ch]] He's gone out of his [[ch]G[/ch]] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\r\n[[ch]D[/ch]] He's gone out of his [[ch]G[/ch]] head.\r\nSometimes [[ch]D[/ch]] choices aren't so [[ch]C[/ch]] clear.\r\n \r\nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never feel.\r\nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never know.\r\nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never see.\r\nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never know.","plain_text":"Queer\nWritten by Dave Bidini and Dave Clark\nOn the album \"Whale Music\"\n \n[G] You woke the wrecking yard hounds when you [C] slammed the passenger [G] side.\nAnd father watched you [Em] from the yard with his [D] knuckles wrapped in [G] ice.\n[G] Now the screen door is still broken since you [C] kicked your Kodiacs [G] through it.\nBut we left the Christmas tree [Em] standing, in [D] case you turned a [G] round.\n \n[G] Now I've heard you got a good job pitching [C] hay down in Salmon [G] Arm\nMaybe I'll hike there [Em] from the coast when the [D] weather starts to [G] warm\n[G] k.d. called on the weekend.  She was [C] crying on the tele [G] phone.\n'Cause Father said as far as [Em] he's concerned, you've been [D] stricken from our [G] home.\n \n[D] He's gone out of his [G] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\n[D] He's gone out of his [G] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\n[D] He's gone out of his [G] head.\nSometimes [D] choices aren't so [C] clear.\n \n[G] Father raged like a soldier.  He put his [C] fist through the kitchen [G] door,\nWhen I said it would have been [Em] better if you had [D] split on your own [G] accord.\n[G] I don't care about the damage, but I [C] wish you were there to [G] see it\nWhen I scored a hat trick [Em] on the team that [D] called you a fucking [G] queer.\n \n[D] He's gone out of his [G] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\n[D] He's gone out of his [G] head.  (He's gone out of his head.)\n[D] He's gone out of his [G] head.\nSometimes [D] choices aren't so [C] clear.\n \nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never feel.\nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never know.\nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never see.\nGonna find me another home; the things you'll never know.","chords":["G","C","Em","D"],"chord_diagrams":{"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}