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| White Moon |
| Words and Music by Jack White |
| Tabbed by Patrick Ferris |
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| Tab Definitions: |
| E: 022100 |
|Esus4: 022200 |
| A: x02220 |
| B: x2444x |
| G: 320003 |
| D: xx0232 |
| F: 133211 |
| Bb: x1333x |
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This piano song does not transpose ideally to the guitar. In standard tuning, the guitar cannot accurately
express the piano playing below the root note. The
INTRO:
E Esus4 E Esus4 /b E Esus4 E /b E Esu4 E
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------
G|-1---2---2---1---1---2----2---1----1-----2-----2-----1----1-----2---2---1--
D|-2---------------2------2----------2---2-----2-----2------2---2------------
A|-2---------------2---------------2-2--------------------2-2----------------
E|-0---------------0-----------------0----------------------0----------------
VERSE 1:
E A
White moon, white moon breaks open the tomb
B E Esus4 E
Of a deserted cartoon that I wrote
/e /a E Esus4 E
e|-------
B|-------
G|-------
D|-2-----
A|----0--
E|-------
A
Creature come, creature, creature, my own double feature
B E Esus4 E
As I'm warming the bleachers at home
/d E Esus4 E
e|----
B|----
G|----
D|-0--
A|----
E|----
E G D F
Well, my nose keeps on bleeding 'cause it's Rita I'm needing
Bb A B
I better call aloud a meeting of the boys
E Esus4 E
Of the boys
/b E
e|--------------
B|--------------
G|---1--2--1----
D|---2-------2--
A|-2-2----------
E|---0----------
VERSE 2:
My friends are all dying and death can't be lying
It's the truth and it don't make a noise
Oh Rita, oh Rita, if you lived in Mesita
I would move you with the beat of a drum
And this picture is proof that although you're aloof
You had the shiniest tooth 'neath the Sun
Easy come, easy go, be the star of the show
I'm giving up all I know to get more
To get more
VERSE 3:
Photograph the picture, young grunt pin-up scripture
Footlocker-tagged memories of war
A mirage, this garage, and the photo montage
And the finger massage from the host
E G D F
Good lord, good lord, the one I adored
Bb A B
That I can't afford is a ghost
E
Is a ghost
E G D F
Proto-social's the word and the word is the bird
Bb A B
That flew through the herd in the snow
E
In the snow
VERSE 4:
Lemonade me, then grade me, then deliver my baby
And if my friends all persuade me I'll go
Blink, blink at me Rita, don't you know I'm a bleeder
And I promised I wouldn't leave her arms
But she read me, then led me, and I ate what was fed me
'Til I purged every word in this song
