Sunday, October 4, 2009

Austin Lucas - Fountain of Youth

D
if I were a little wiser here's what I'd do

............G....................................................................D
well I'd go down south and drink from the fountain of youth

..............A
we could live

..............G..................D
we could live forever there


if I were a little kinder here's what I'd do
well I'd never say another cruel word to you
you would love me
you would love me again

A..................................G......................D
sometimes I live in the country or the town

A................................................G...............D
sometimes I wanna jump in the river and drown

.........G...........................D
lately I've been hanging round

.......G....................D
with nothing in my head

............G.....................D
and it's better off than dead

..............G.......................D
ain't that just what Jesus said

...........................A
or something like that

....G.....................D
or something like that

if I were a little faster here's what I'd do
well I'd jump on the highway doing 92
and I'd see
your pretty face again

if I were a little smarter here's what I'd do
well I'd go to a church, I'd say a prayer for you
we could be
we could be together then

sometimes I live in the country or the town
sometimes I wanna jump in the river and drown
lately I've been hanging round
with nothing in my head
and it's better off than dead
ain't that just what someone said
or something like that
or something like that

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Grant Campbell - Dead Reckoning

Capo IV

Em..G/F#..G
dry warm summer

.....C..................G
it's colder here today

Em.......G/F#............G
shadows trace behind us

.....C.......................G
it's closer than you think

it's a late time to call them
everything's been done
my heart fails to follow
where it all begun

C................................G
I wanna sleep in your arms

C...........................G
I wanna fall at your feet

Em......................G
I wanna be where you are

G..........................................C
and I wanna dream what you dream

tales arise
laid out on the street
we have come so far
we can barely speak

distance matters
when the tide recedes
and I don't I need no stars above me
to show me where this will lead

I wanna sleep in your arms
I wanna fall at your feet
I wanna be where you are
and I wanna dream what you dream

everything means nothing
if nothing means your wrong
cause no advice will shake this up
bad deal is better than none

don't try and tell me
it will be the same
scrape to get us some pride and solace
show me which one's to blame

and I wanna sleep in your arms
I wanna fall at your feet
I wanna be where you are
and I wanna dream what you dream

I wanna sleep in your arms
I wanna fall at your feet
I wanna be where you are love
and I wanna dream what you dream

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Frontier Folk Nebraska - On the Devil's Time (Blackhorse)

Capo IV


Intro:G...C...Em...C


G.................G/F#...........Em........C
walk into my heart these roads I travel

G................G/F#...........Em.......C
love that I've lost and the sins I commit

G................G/F#.............Em............C
lay down my arms for the days I have lost

G.......C.....Em.....C
riding my black horse

I heard that thunder and I felt that rain
running through depression with the grace of the pope
struggling for attention as we pace the halls
riding my black horse

born to live and I live to die
along with my thoughts and a steady heart
working for the Lord on the devil's time
riding my black horse

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The National Lights - Swimming in the Swamp

Capo I


F...Am...F...Am


F
There was dirt in your mouth

...................................Am
On the day we put you down

....................................G
There was blood on your teeth

...........................................Am
Like you were born to the ground


I held your head
As water filled your mouth
When the branches scratched your eyes
When the land began to flood

F...............C......................Am
This is my body dear that I've kept inside you

........................G
And that you'll keep if you want to
Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours
Tonight the bells will cry
This doesn't scare you
It could if you want to
We can run through the yard
We can swim out in the swamp

I cleaned your face
And covered you in stones
There was so much water there
A hundred miles to make your own
A butcher's boy
Can make his song your tomb
The prettiest girls
Should always plan theirs for two

This is my body dear that I've kept inside you
And that you'll keep if you want to
Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours
Tonight the bells will cry
This doesn't scare you
It could if you want to
We can run through the yard
We can swim out in the swamp

Monday, July 20, 2009

Son Volt - Roll On

C
Smoke fills the dreams

...........F
Of the live gone lonely

Am..........................G
Wait in line pay the man you might see

C.......................................F
John Barleycorn make his way

..................G
Among the dirty diamonds

Shared ground and common radar
Honky tonks and biker bars
Finding worth in this world
From inside a rental car

D.......................A
Roll on with the dreamers

C......................................G
Believers in the steel eyed soul

D.....................A
The blessing is counted

C.............................G
When the deal goes down

D....A

C.......................G
So on and on we roll


Left to chance or left undone
Miles to go chasing the sun
The stones we throw always find us on the way down

The pace that changes each breaking of light
This man made destructive might
They say love conquers all and every
Don Quixote must have his day

Roll on with the dreamers
Believers in the steel eyed soul
The blessing is counted
When the deal goes down
So on and on we roll

Dexateens - New Boy

Capo II

G
somebody gonna make a change

Am
sometimes it's hard to change

C......................................................G
changing from something you've always been

well I'm standing out in the rain
you won't hear me complain
nobody said get out from under it

C................................D
I wanna be a new boy but I don't belong

G.....................G/F#.................Em
standing here in Mobile picking someone else's songs

C..............................D....................G
I wanna be a new boy but I can't regret

my body's gonna go that way
but I'm probably gonna stay the same
cause walking the line it ain't that interesting

if I'm standing out in the rain
I won't stand there and complain
we're all gonna get wet and put away

I wanna be a new boy but I don't belong
standing here in Mobile picking someone else's songs
I wanna be a new boy but I can't regret

I wanna be a new boy but I don't belong
standing here in Mobile writing someone else's songs
I wanna be a new boy but I can't regret

I wanna be a new boy but I can't regret

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Willie Nelson - Hands on the Wheel

A...E...A...E

.......A..................................................D
At a time when the world seems to be spinnin'

A..........................E
Hopelessly out of control

.............A...................................................D
There's deceivers and believers and old in-betweeners

........A....................E...............A
That seem to have no place to go


E.............................................D..................A
Well it's the same old song, it's right and it's wrong

......F#m............F.........................E
And livin' is just something that I do

..............A...............................................D
And with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes

......A...........E..............A
And I found myself in you

I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars
And I've nearly gone up in smoke
Now my hand's on the wheel of somethin' that's real
And I feel like I'm goin' home

And in the shade of an oak, down by the river
Sat an old man and a boy
Settin' sails, spinnin tales, and fishin' for whales
With a lady that they both enjoy

Well it's the same damn tune, it's the man in the moon
It's the way that I feel about you
And with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes
And I found myself in you

And I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars
And I've nearly gone up in smoke
Now my hand's on the wheel of somethin' that's real
And I feel like I'm goin' home

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Peter Bruntnell - N.F.B.

Capo II

D.............................A
no swim in pools or chandeliers

G...............................A...........................D
the kind of thing that we don't get around

A........G........A
round here

in the night I'll slip away
I'll even leave a note to say goodbye
goodnight

N.F.B.
why don't you write it down for me
N.F.B.

N.F.B.
why don't you write it down for me
N.F.B.

I've touched the spring but I love you still
I'm going to where you don't need pills to write
my mind

I don't mean to cause you pain
but I know that it is meant to play
this time

N.F.B.
why don't you write it down for me
N.F.B.

N.F.B.
why don't you write it down for me
N.F.B.

Em....D....Em....D

no swim in pools or chandeliers
the kind of thing that we don't get around
round here

send the babies in the post
is among the things I don't need
to see

N.F.B.
why don't you write it down for me
N.F.B.

N.F.B.
why don't you write it down for me
N.F.B.

N.F.B.

why don't you write it down for me

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Jason Isbell - Seven Mile Island

D........................G................D
Take my body to Seven-Mile Island.

D.....................................G..........Em
Lay my head down where Indians sleep.

D....................................G.....................D
Take your shoes off and walk across the water.

D............................G................Em
It's been so long so I heard a man speak.

Watch the spillways when the water starts rising.
Take your hat off when the sun goes down.
Keep your eyes on that concrete tower.
Maybe one day it will crumble to the ground.

Bm...............................G
Mary's crying 'cause she can't hold water

.............D............................A
and her clothes don't fit her right.

Bm...............................G
She used to say that she wanted a daughter,

.............D................................A
now she only wants a Saturday night.

There were days when that dusty cave was empty,
back before this city made a claim
on that hotel for wanderers and strangers,
back before you could live off of your name.

We all live in an Airstream trailer
about three-hundred yards up the lake.
Call the doctor, Mary's going into labor
and you can't raise a baby on shake.

So take my body to Seven-Mile Island
Lay some stones down on top of my grave.
Tell my lady I just couldn't bear to see her
Tell my daughter I just couldn't be saved.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Steve Earle - Lungs

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