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Date: 11/12/02; 11:40:10 PM
>From: "Andres Perez" <drewjunk@hotmail.com>
Subject: Proud Souls by Cross Canadian Ragweed

Proud Souls
As Performed by Cross Canadian Ragweed - Carney Man
Transcribed by Drew Gossen

A            E
Got drunk by myself last night
         F#m                  D
and they say that's no way to make things right
A		   D		      E
I just didn't have anything better to do
    A			    E
The dog was asleep on the living room rug
      F#m	     	     D
And I watched a show about a crime and drugs
A			E		      A
Punished a bottle of bourbon until it was through
A		  E
I don't care that I can't sleep cause
    F#m		      D
I'd just as soon stay up all week
A		      D                 E
Might get some things done while others dream
    A		         E
The heater broke and the room got cold
       F#m		    D
And my knees and ankles say I'm getting older
    A		  E		         A
The phone finally rang but it wasn't for me

Chorus:
   C#m                  D
If everyone should be together
        A		     D
I guess no one would be alone
F#m		D		 E
That's a lot of tradeoffs in the end
C#m              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
I gave the sun a cussing as I drew the shade
One thing that seems always true
When I‰m 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 don‰t 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