Artist: Dave Matthews Band
Song: Ants Marching


Intro: (Violin/Sax)

E|-------------------------------|
B|-9\----9--9---9-----9--9---9---|
G|-10\---10-10--11----11-11--10--|
D|-------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------|

Verse:

E|-2------------------3----------------|
B|-3------------------3----------------|
G|-2------------------0----------------|
D|-0------4-----4-----0------5-----5-7-|
A|----4/5---4/5---5---2--4/5---4/5-----|
E|--------------------3----------------|(Repeat)

Chorus
For the first chorus you play the verse progression twice then:

 "Quieter  time lights down you up and die"
E|--2-----2----3---------------2---------|
B|--3-----3----3---------------3--2------|
G|--4-----2----0---------------4--2------|
D|--4-----0----0---------------4--2------|
A|--2----------2---------------2--0------|
E|-------------3-------------------------|


For all of the other choruses it's just the above progression 3x

Bridge
"When all the little ants are marching..."
E|--3-3-3--|
B|--3-3-3--|
G|--0-0-0--|
D|--0-0-2--|
A|--2-0-2--|
E|--3-2-0--|

(Intro)
(Verse)
He wakes up in the morning, does his teeth bite to eat and he's
rolling, never changes a thing the week ends the week begins
she thinks we look at eachother wondering what the other is thinking
but we never say a thing and these crimes between us grow deeper
(Chorus)
Take these chances place them in a box until a quieter time
lights down you up and die
(Verse)
Goes to visit his mommy she feeds him well his concerns, he forgets
them and remembers being small playing Under The Table And Dreaming
(Chorus)
Take these chances place them in a box until a quieter time
lights down you up and die
(Verse)
Driving along this highway all these cars end up on the side walk
people in every direction no words exchange no time to exchange
(Bridge)
When all the little ants are marching red and black antennae waving
they all do it the same we all do it the same way
(Verse)
Candy man tempting the thoughts of a sweet tooth tortured by
weightloss program cutting the corners loose end, loose end cut cut
on the fence but not to offend cut cut cut cut
(Chorus)
Take these chances place them in a box until a quiter time
lights down you up and die
(Verse)(Bridge)(Chorus)(Verse)