Murphys Song Cifras

I tabbed this from a live recording (link at the bottom of the page) - Kevin changes it
every so often and adds little licks here and there, but this tab is accurate for sure.
 
CHORDS:
 
  Dbmaj7 Ebm  Fm   Gb  Bbm  Ab  Gb*  Db  Fm* Bbm* Eb
e|--4-----6---8----9----6---4----2---4----1---1---6--|
B|--6-----7---9----11---6---4----2---6----1---2---8--|
G|--5-----8---10---11---6---5----3---6----1---3---8--|
D|--6-----8---10---11---8---6----4---6----3---3---8--|
A|--4-----6---8----9----8---6----4---4----3---1---6--|
E|--4-----6---8----9----6---4----2---4----1---1---6--|
 
(Note: Kevin uses a lot of bar chords that can be simplified; for the most part, any
with an asterisk [*] after it is the simplified version, when he chooses to specifically
play it.)
 
 
SHORTHAND:
 
Dbmaj7: 446564
Ebm:    668876
Fm:     8 8 10 10 9 8
Gb:     9 9 11 11 11 9
Bbm:    688666
Ab:     466544
Gb*:    244322
Db:     446664
Fm*:    133111
Bbm*:   113321
Eb:     668886
 
 
          Dbmaj7            Ebm
A quieter boat, dog's dying day
             Fm            Gb
A bone in a bowl, a watery grave
             Ebm                  Dbmaj7   Bbm
See, I am a sailor, but I'm not so great
                   Ebm     Ab                   Gb*    Db
I keep fishin' for roadkill, passin' out on the waves
 
 
(repeat chords above)
A shimmering sea, stretched end to end
A shivering bowl, a flickering friend
See, that's Mr. Murphy, my leathery brave
He's whimpering "Taps" now, for his plank-walk parade
 
 
      Fm*         Bbm              Db         Ab             Eb
I've never been a joiner, no, I've quit every team I've been on
        Gb*           Bbm*               Gb*            Bbm*
Now I'm crying in my coffee, that's not sea salt in my eyes
               Gb*                  Bbm*            Gb*     Ab        Db
Cause me and Murphy, we have been through it, and I hate watching him die
 
(whistling) (repeat the pattern in the verse)
 
So I wait for my wisdom, like I wait for my wife
Like I wait for a story, helps me wait out the night
Like when I was an archer, but I couldn't shoot straight
I broke all of ma's windows, I poked holes through her drapes
 
And I laugh to myself, but I can't tell you why
The hung-over sun sneaks back in the sky
But Murphy went peaceful, he went decent and right
At least better than I will, when it's my turn to die
 
And I wear his collar on my wrist and I bury him down at the beach
No crying, no coffin, just a body in a hole
No praying, no singing, no saving any souls
The only thing I'm saving, yeah
Is a bone... inside... a bowl
 
 
(Note: at the end of the outro, Kevin plays Gb to Gbm before ending on Db.)
 
 
Tab taken from the following video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eoTqaa3mM4w
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