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Date: 2/14/01; 10:55:51 AM
From: "Bret Bunker" <babunker@msn.com>
Subject: Proud Souls

Proud Souls
As Performed by Cross Canadian Ragweed - Carney Man
Written by Jason Bolen (?)
Transcribed by Bret Bunker & Jesse Newman

        A                  C#m
Got drunk by myself last night
            bm                                 A
& they say thatās no way to make things right
					   E
I just didnāt have anything better to do
        A			    E
The dog was asleep on the living room rug
 	      D				       A
And I watched a show about a crime of drugs
	     A			E		      A
Punished a bottle of bourbon until it was through
	A		C#m
I donāt care that I canāt sleep
	bm			    A
Iād just as soon stay up all week
	     A					      E
Might get some things done while others dream
	  A			     E
The heater broke and the room got cold
	     D				A
And my knees and ankles say Iām getting older
        A			   E		 A
The phone finally rang but it wasnāt for me

Chorus:
	  D                E            A
If everyone should be together
             E			bm
I guess no one would be alone
  E				         A
Thatās a lot of tradeoffs in the end
  E				     D
Somewhere in the fields of heaven
     A				     D
Proud Souls laugh and love together
    A			E			     A
Some where between passion and losing friends

Sleep finally came but I woke up alone
And my head was next to the telephone
A gave the sun a cussing as I drew the shade
One thing that seems always true
When Iām hung over the sky is blue
A rough night for me makes a hell of a day

I believe in ghost and democracy
And that each man should leave his legacy
That mans work great or be it small
But I donāt believe in everything
Like the designated hitter, or that diamond rings
Can make love last for ever for one and all

Chorus:

(Repeat) Somewhere between passion and loosing friends

This is how I play the song and it sounds pretty good.  These Guys are
awesome in concert, if you ever get a change go see them.