| I just added the complete lyrics to this one, and corrected one or two wrong chords |
| Capo at 7th Fret |
| Intro: D |
| D | G | Em | G |
| No one wants to | hear about your | 97th | tear, |
| Em | G | |
| so dry your | eyes or let it | go |
| A | Em | G | A | Em | |
| uncried, my | dear. I am all | out of love to | mouth into | your ear, and not | above |
| G A Em Em* G* A* |
| letting a love song disappear before it’s written. |
| D | G | Em | G | |
| And no | one wants a | tune about the | 100th | luftballoon that was seen |
| Em | G | A | Em | G |
| shooting from the | window of your | room, to be a | spot against the | sky’s |
| A | Em | G | A | |
| colossal | gloom and land, | deflated, in some | neighbor state that’s | strewn with |
| Em | Em | G | A | |
| 99 | others. |
| Em | A | D | A | Em | |
| 8 Chinese | brothers; well, there’s a | reason why the | last is smiling | wide |
| G | A | |
| and sitting | higher than the | others, |
| Em | G | A | |
| swinging his | arms. |
| D | G | Em | G |
| You would | probably die before | you shot | up 9 miles high |
| Em | G | A | |
| Your eyes | dilated as | light played upon the | sight |
| Em | G | A |
| Of TVC16 as it | sings you | goodnight |
| Em | G | A |
| Relaxed as hell | and locked up in | cell 45 |
| Em | Em | G | A |
| I hope you’re feeling | better |
| Em | A |
| 51st way to leave | your lover |
| D | A | Em | G | A |
| Admittedly, it | doesn’t seem to be | as | gentle or as clean | as all the others |
| Em | G | A |
| Even a scars all in | the after hours of some Greenpoint bar |
| D | G | Em | G |
| I told you, I can’t listen, | baby, ’bout the | 4th time you were a | lady |
| Em | G | A |
| and how your | forthrightness | betrayed a secret shyness |
| Em | G | A |
| Stripped away by days of | being hailed as "your | highness" |
| Em | G | A | |
| And what’s new | pussycat, as | you were once a | lionness |
| Em | Em | G | A |
| They cut your claws | out |
| D | G | Em | G |
| Kitten, not | everyone’s keen | on lighting candle | 17, |
| Em | G | A | |
| the party’s | done, the cake’s | all gone, the | plates are clean |
| Em | G | A | |
| The | chauffeur’s near and | from the cheerless | mezzanine |
| Em | G | A | |
| And in just one | year, this | straight world could | pay to see |
| Em | Em | G | A |
| what they have been | missing |
| Em | A |
| You were caught kissing 8 chinese | brothers |
| D | A | Em | G | A | |
| Well, there’s a | reason why the | last is smiling | wide and | sitting higher | than the others |
| Em | G | A |
| Staking with | charm |
| Em | A |
| And he says, "Lets get lost, let them send out | alarms |
| Em | A |
| He says, "Let’s get crossed out and come to | harm" |
| Em | A |
| "Lets make the world’s stupidest stand and | truly mean it |
| Em | A |
| Lets hit the limit of loss over lover | ’s arms |
| Em |
| No, lets exceed it" |
| Source: http://tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/o/okkervil_river/plus_ones_ver2_crd.htm |