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date: 28.01.04
from: Martin Veit
artist: sublime
song: saw red
cd: Bradley Nowell and friends (acoustic)

Saw Red  (Bradley Nowell und Gwen Stefani)

 alle Griffe barré

 C	       Bb	
 Girls dont go crazy
 C	            Bb
 Oh woman hold your man tight

 C                          Bb
 Everyday I love her just a little bit more
 C                  Bb
 Little bit more, a little bit more
 C                          Bb
 Everyday I love you just a little bit more
         C            Bb
 and she loves me the same.

 -Repeat-

(chorus)
 C
 So baby if you wanna get low
 Bb
 baby if you wanna get high
             F            G         C     C
 it makes no sense at all, i saw red
 C     
 I saw red
 Bb
 I saw red
 F               G                   C
 One more secret lover that I shot dead.


 C                         Bb
 Everyday I wake up just a little bit more feelin like a
 C                         Bb            
 dog in the yard cause its just how we are
 C                             Bb
 And everyday I wonder if it's over when i wake up
 C                             Bb              
 realizing that we hate, and I break down the wall
 C
 You say it's black, I dont believe you
 Bb
 You say it's white, Im try'n decieve you
 C                                            Bb          	     F
 Im aware of the high and the low, but ill be waiting for you in the middle
         G
 but i just lack control.

(chorus)

 C              Bb         C             Bb
 Girls dont go crazy, oh girls dont go crazy
     C              Bb                C       Bb
 oh girls dont go crazy when the men use you oh.
    C               C          F               G
 oh woman hold your man tight, if it makes you feel right
           C
 It's your own life.  (ruff)