Band: Rancid
Song: Old Friend

Intro: Guitar 1
e|-------------------------------------------2-0-2-0-2-0-2-0--|x2
B|--4444444-2---2-4444444-2---2-4444444-2---------------------|
G|-----------4--------------4-------------4-------------------|

Guitar 2
e|--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--5-5-5-5-4-4-4-4--|x2
B|--3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5--|
G|--4-4-4-4-2-2-2-2--4-4-4-4-2-2-2-2--4-4-4-4-2-2-2-2--6-6-6-6-4-4-4-4--|
D|--4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4--4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4--4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4--7-7-7-7-6-6-6-6--|
A|----------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------------------------------|

Chorus:
e|--5-5-5-5--4-4-4-4--5-5-5-5--5-5-5-5--|x2
B|--5-5-5-5--5-5-5-5--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7--|
G|--6-6-6-6--4-4-4-4--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--|
D|--7-7-7-7--6-6-6-6--7-7-7-7--7-7-7-7--|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|

Verse:
e|--5-5--4-4--5-5--5-5--|x8
B|--5-5--5-5--7-7--7-7--|
G|--6-6--4-4--6-6--7-7--|
D|--7-7--6-6--7-7--7-7--|
A|----------------------|
E|----------------------|

Chorus
Verse x4
Chorus
Intro

Bridge:
e|-------------|x4
B|-------------|
G|-2--------7--|
D|-2--2--4--7--|
A|-0--2--4--5--|
E|----0--2-----|

Solo:
e|--556/556/556--8-8-8-8-6/556/556--8---7--8-8-556/556/556--8-8-8-8-55555555-55555--------|
B|--556/556/556-10101010-6/556/556-10101010810-556/556/556-10101010-55857555-55857-7/5----|
G|------------------------------------------------------------------------7------------7--|
D|----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|

Verse x4
Chorus
Verse x3

END
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B|------------------|
G|-----9--11--7-----|
D|--7--9--11--7--7--|
A|--7--7---9--5--7--|
E|--5------------5--|

Lyrics:

Look up you're in Cleveland again a solid line that 
never ends I've got stories you'll never realize and 
I know it I wear it on my sleeve there must be 
somethin' about you that I liked but right here in 
the rain you know it just don't seem right I always 
go out I never hide but in Cleveland I should have 
stayed inside good morning heartache your like 
an old friend come and see me again testify my love 
for you I know it runs deep through your body too 
from the cold blacktop to the hot concrete the old tan 
van it ain't so sweet somewhere in America in the 
city at night we were far from home but you know it 
was gonna be alright the unfortunate get prayed 
on by vultures eyes 86 cents in these pockets of mine