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*  This is my interpretation of another artist's work.  I have created   *
*   nothing new.  I'm just trying to make it as easy as possible for     *
*    guitarists to jam on some cool tunes.  Please spread the music.     *
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                                   Stars

                                                              Jack Johnson

  A Thing (x4)
              A Thing
          The air was more than humid
                  A Thing
          And the heat was more than hungry
                  A Thing                              F#m
          And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes

          The bulls were running wild
          Because they're big and mean and sacred
          And the children playing cricket with no shoes

                       C#m
                 Well, that morning we woke up, man
                 To a seven hour drive
                       D
                 Well, there we were in South Patong
                       Dm
                 Where women are men and men go wrong, and

                         A                  E
                         There were so many fewer questions
                         F#m                   C#m               Bm
                         When stars were still just the holes to heaven
                    C#m  D       C#m
                         Mmmmmmm mm, yeah and then

                         A                  E
                         There were so many fewer questions
                         F#m                   C#m               D
                         When stars were still just the holes to heaven
                  C#m Bm E
                         Mmm mm mmm
                                      A Thing (x2)

          The officials were quite friendly
          Once we bribed them with our sweet talk
          And drowned them with our cigarettes and booze

          I disembodied from the port
          With no mistakes of any sort
          And moving south, the engine running smooth

                 The next morning we woke up, man
                 With the sunrise to the right, well
                 Moving back north to Port Blair
                 Where boats are breakin, n children starin

                         There were so many fewer questions
                         When stars were still just the holes to heaven
                         Mmmmmmm mm, and then

                         There were so many fewer questions
                         When stars were still just the holes to heaven
                         Mmm mm mmm
                                   *Outro*   A Thing (repeat & fade)




Copyright 2000
By Jack Johnson
Unreleased







              Chords:
                     A F#m C#m D Dm    A  E F#m C#m Bm D
                 e |----2---4--5-5-----5--7--9---4--2--5--
                 B |----2---5--7-6-----5--9--10--5--3--7--
                 G |-6--2---6--7-7-----6--9--11--6--4--7--
                 D |-7--4---6--7-7-----7--9--11--6--4--7--
                 A |-0--4---4--5-5-----7--7--9---4--2--5--
                 E |----2--------------5--0---------------

              A Thing:
                 e |----------------------
                 B |----------------------
                 G |-6--------------------
                 D |-6h7-7-7-6-9-7-6--66--
                 A |-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-9----
                 E |----------------------

               h = hammer-on







               I welcome questions, comments, corrections, etc...
                Unless noted, all songs are worked out by myself.

                          michael@cosmic-kitchen.org
                         https://cosmic-kitchen.com