Tom: D
D G
Well, I went in for some medicine
A
Feelin' like a wounded soldier, deathly pale
D G
And a woman did come to my bedside
A
A regular Florence Nightingale
D G
But my girlfriend just wasn't having the comparison
A
So I back-pedaled, said
"Okay then, how bout Mary Magdalene?"
[Verse 2]
A
Anyway, I was reminded of a dream I had
G
As my confidence came and went
A
Where all the girls from the nineties
D G
Were singing "Just Around the Riverbend"
D A Bm A G
All along the banks of the Arkansas
A
And I paddled through in a dugout canoe
G
I was a John Smith cartoon, with a strong jaw
[Verse 3]
D
Listen I'm white, middle-class and male
And the dream does tell a tale
G
Of Whiteness dreaming of Whiteness
A
With a want for wisdom that might tip the scale
Bm A
Cus my friend and I felt an affinity
G
With the tribes in the documentary
A Gmaj7
That plays on a loop in the backmost wing of the Museum of Natural History
A
But my imperialist didn't suddenly die
He just loosened his tie
G A
And took a knee and Disneyland never made a man
Gmaj7
That's all just false idolatry
That's all just false I-
[Chorus]
A F#m
Florence Nightingale
G F#m
Comes in with a lamp
Em7
They say, oh oh
D C D Bm
On stormy nights when the wound's
A
Remembering
G A
Talks to me about that photograph
G A
Me and my brother on the sidewalk
G A
Holding squirt guns and squinting in the sun
G A
That was the summer I was nine
[Verse 4]
Well it's a sunny day
A
At Sugar Sugar High School
G
And the quarterback and track star
Gmaj7
Are cuttin' class and shootin' pool
D A
Well this is not to say that they should be in class
G Gmaj7
Still why they have to be, such assholes?
(Assholes)
Bm A
It's as if we men just want to be
G
Picked up sequentially
A
And held to the breast of a giantess
Gmaj7 G
Who stands ten miles out at sea
A
Or, alternatively, we could find success
You know really be the best then maybe we could rest
Gmaj7
Upon our father's knee
[Chorus]
A F#m
Florence Nightingale
G F#m
Comes in with a lamp
Em7
They say, oh oh
D C D Bm
On stormy nights when the wound's
A
Remembering
G A
Talks to me about that photograph
G A
Me and my brother on the sidewalk
G A
Holding squirt guns and squinting in the sun
G A
That was the summer I was nine
[Verse 5]
G Gmaj7 F#m
Mary Magdalene
G F#m Em7
Was at Golgotha, they say, oooh
D C Bm A
She saw the water separate from the blood
G A
And I look at that painting
G A Gmaj7 A
Of him hanging so peacefully with Mary by his bleeding side
Gmaj7 A
That was the summer he was 33
