The Latter Days

Standard Tuning

Capo on 2nd fret

Relative to capo



Intro:



 Dm



 |-------1--1------1--1---------1--1--------1--1------1--1------1--3-------------|

 |-------3--3------3--3---------3--3--------3--3------3--3------3--1-------------|

 |---2---2---------2------------0------0h3--3-----3---3-----0---0-----0h2-0------|

 |-------0-----0---0-----0-2-3--3--------------------------------------------3---|

 |-------------------------------------------------------------------------------|

 |-------------------------------------------------------------------------------|





 |--------1--1------1--1---------1--1--------1--1------1--1------1--3-------------|

 |--------3--3------3--3---------3--3--------3--3------3--3------3--1-------------|

 |--------2---------2------------0------0h3--3-----3---3-----0---0-----0h2-0------|

 |----0---0---------0-----0-2-3--3--------------------------------------------3---|

 |--------------0-----------------------------------------------------------------|

 |--------------------------------------------------------------------------------|







 Dm

 |----1--1----1--1--|

 |----3--3----3--3--|

 |----2-------2-----|  x2

 |-0--0-------0-----|

 |---------0--------|

 |------------------|



 Bb

 |------------------|

 |----3--3----3--3--|

 |----3--3----3--3--|  x2

 |----3-------3-----|

 |-1-------1--------|

 |------------------|



 C

 |------------------|

 |----1--1----1--1--|

 |----0--0----0--0--|  x2

 |----2-------2-----|

 |0h3-------2-------|

 |------------------|



Dm                                                     Bb

My family does own some land where the river is wide



C                                                     Bb

At night I see my memories dimly dying on the other side



Dm                                Bb

I know that I am now all bitterness and tart



C                             Dm                        Bb

Anatomy to me is a homesick stomach and a broken heart







Dm                                                        Bb

You rest-stops in the midnight are like friends I've worn to bone



C                                                   Bb

I only notice that you're glowing when I'm feeling so ever alone



Dm                                                 Bb

Drunken with the children now too many times to complain



C                                                Dm

Trustful was the mouth I turned into a lustful sopping hole and



              Bb

Now it's nothing but a bathtub drain







Dm                                           Bb

The latter days are harder than I ever could've known



C                                                       Dm

Come back to retrieve me sometime soon



Dm                                                Bb

If the latter days are ending then I hope I'm ending too



C                                                                         Bb

And buried someplace where your breath tastes new to me and



                          Dm

Always blowing, so my body's bent and bowing



Bb                                                        C

Deep into the day's ending in summer



Bb                                      C

The latter days are always panting like a second-comer



Dm                                      Bb

All the fleshy statues of the city-square goodbyes



C                                                                          Bb

Are flinging smooth-skin trinities and nakedness up into my eyes



Dm                                   Bb

Naked swan-necked girls, your arching backs into the sun



C                                                                Dm

The highway ditch's black clouds split the median and



                                              Bb

Breathing in of all the ribs of every bathing one







Dm

And in those trash-pit-ponds you bathe and



       Bb

Oh, how you all gleam



C

Mindlessly bright where you're wet in



Bb

Your eye-lashing, fluid-splashing, rapid-flashing



Dm

Canal-bleaching dream

For me