Date: Sat, 17 Jan 1998 16:27:07 -0700
From: jak
Subject: TAB: «Ghost of Tom Jode» by Rage Against The Machine
Ghost of Tom Jode
Rage Against The Machine
I first posted this and it was pretty wrong. The right way was sent to
me by
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Drop D tuning
Start off by tremelo picking on the A string around the 5th and 7th
fret, with Delay.
Intro: Fill A:
E|———————————| |———————————-
B|———————————| |———————————-
G|———————————| |———————————-
D|———————————| |———————————-
A|—5-3-0———3——-0-3——| |———————————-
D|0——-5-3-0———5———| |0———————————
1 e & a 2 e & a 3 e & a 4 e & a 1 e & a 2 e & a 3 e & a 4 e & a
Verse: Fill B:(At second fret)
E|———————————| |———————————|
B|———————————| |———————————|
G|———————————| |———————————|
D|7——————————| |x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-|
A|5—————3——-0—3—| |x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-|
D|0———————5———| |x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-|
1 e & a 2 e & a 3 e & a 4 e & a 1 e & a 2 e & a 3 e & a 4 e & a
Fill B end:
E|———————————|
B|———————————|
G|———————————|
D|X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-|
A|X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|
D|0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|
1 e & a 2 e & a 3 e & a 4 e & a
Bridge: End:
E|5—5—-5——————-| |5——
B|6—6—-6——————-| |6——
G|5—5—-5——————-| |5——
D|7—7—-7——————-| |7——
A|5—5—-6—3——-0—3—| |5——
D|———————-5———| |———
1 e & a 2 e & a 3 e & a 4 e & a
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^^^^
Delay Delay
———————————————————————————————
Song Structure
Intro — 4X
Fill — 1X
Verse — 16X
Intro — 4X
Fill A — 1X
Bridge — 4X
Verse — 16X
Intro — 4X
Fill A — 1X
Bridge — 4X
Verse — 8X
Fill B — 7X
Fill B end — 1X
Intro — 8X
Fill A — 1X
End — 1X
———————————————————————————————
Lyrics
Man walks around the railroad tracks,
He’s going someplace, and theres no turning back.
The highway patrol choper coming up over the ridge,
Man sleeps by a campfire under a bridge.
Shelter lines streching around the corner,
Welcome to the New World Order.
Families sleeping in their cars out in the South West,
No job. No home. No sleep. No rest.
The highways alive tonight,
Nobody’s fooling nobody as to where it goes.
I’m sitting here in the campfire light,
Searching for the Ghost of Tom Jode.
?????? ??????? out of a sleeping bag,
The preacher lites up a bud and takes a drag.
He’s waiting for a time when the last shal be first and the first shal
be last,
In a cardboard box beneath the underpass.
With a one way ticket to the promise land,
With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand.
Looking for a pillow or solid rock,
Bathing in the cities aqua-duct.
The highways alive tonight,
Nobody’s fooling nobody as to where it goes.
I’m sitting here in the campfire light,
With the Ghost of Old Tom Jode.
Wherever you see a cop beating a guy,
Wherever a hungry new born baby dies.
Wherever theres a fight against the blood and hatred in the air,
Look for me Ma, I’ll be there.
Wherever someones strugling for a place to stand,
For a decent job or a helping hand.
Wherever someones strugling to be free,
Look in their eyes Ma, you’ll see me.
You’ll see me. You’ll se me! You’ll se me!
