200 more miles Chords by Cowboy Junkies
Tempo:
75.75 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
D
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[G]
[C]
[F] But Atlanta is a distant memory, [C] and Montgomery's a recent blur,
[G] and Tulsa burned on the desert floor.
The [C] records [F] I've got will be on the radio,
but [C] doesn't think [G] the number one is pushing out [C] these days.
I've got [F] 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the [E] night.
[F] In Nashville there's a lighter [C] and a gaze for all to see.
[G] It speaks of dreams and heartaches [C] left [D] unsung.
[C]
[F] In the corner there stands a guitar and [C] lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand.
[G] And I'm traveling past, traveled hard before, [C] and I'm beginning to understand.
[F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[Dm] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the night.
You [F] say that I'm crazy, [C] my life wasted on this dream.
[G] That time will find my dreams [C] scattered dead and cold.
[F] But ahead there's a light [C] drawing me to each end.
[G] And when I reach there I'll turn back and [C] you and I can begin again.
[D] [F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming [G] on before then to the night.
[F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[D] I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows [G] for one hour of this night.
[F] Atlanta's a distant memory.
[C] I'm gonna raise a recent blur [G] until the birds on the desert floor like a signal [C] fire.
[G]
Beautiful.
[E] [N]
[C] Hey, Ebert.
Hey.
Arnett.
You got [D] your transcripts or whatever you're looking at.
Here you go.
[Em] And, uh, [E] Ryan, maybe just volume back a bit.
[A]
[G]
[C]
[F] But Atlanta is a distant memory, [C] and Montgomery's a recent blur,
[G] and Tulsa burned on the desert floor.
The [C] records [F] I've got will be on the radio,
but [C] doesn't think [G] the number one is pushing out [C] these days.
I've got [F] 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the [E] night.
[F] In Nashville there's a lighter [C] and a gaze for all to see.
[G] It speaks of dreams and heartaches [C] left [D] unsung.
[C]
[F] In the corner there stands a guitar and [C] lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand.
[G] And I'm traveling past, traveled hard before, [C] and I'm beginning to understand.
[F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[Dm] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the night.
You [F] say that I'm crazy, [C] my life wasted on this dream.
[G] That time will find my dreams [C] scattered dead and cold.
[F] But ahead there's a light [C] drawing me to each end.
[G] And when I reach there I'll turn back and [C] you and I can begin again.
[D] [F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming [G] on before then to the night.
[F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep.
[D] I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows [G] for one hour of this night.
[F] Atlanta's a distant memory.
[C] I'm gonna raise a recent blur [G] until the birds on the desert floor like a signal [C] fire.
[G]
Beautiful.
[E] [N]
[C] Hey, Ebert.
Hey.
Arnett.
You got [D] your transcripts or whatever you're looking at.
Here you go.
[Em] And, uh, [E] Ryan, maybe just volume back a bit.
[A]
Key:
C
G
F
D
Am
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] But Atlanta is a distant memory, _ [C] and Montgomery's a recent blur, _
_ [G] and Tulsa burned on the desert floor.
The [C] records _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] I've got will be on the radio,
but [C] doesn't think _ _ _ _ _ [G] the number one is pushing out [C] these days. _ _ _ _
_ I've got [F] 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] _ _ before I sleep.
_ _ [D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the [E] night.
_ _ [F] In Nashville there's a lighter _ [C] and a gaze for all to see. _
_ [G] It speaks of dreams and heartaches _ [C] left [D] unsung.
[C] _ _
_ [F] In the corner there stands a guitar and [C] lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand.
[G] And I'm traveling past, traveled hard before, [C] and I'm beginning to understand.
_ [F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] _ _ before I sleep.
_ _ [Dm] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the night.
You _ [F] _ say that I'm crazy, [C] my life wasted on this dream.
_ _ [G] That time will find my dreams [C] scattered dead and cold. _ _
_ [F] But ahead _ there's a light [C] drawing me to each end. _
_ [G] And when I reach there I'll turn back and [C] you and I can begin again.
[D] _ [F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] _ before I sleep. _
_ _ [D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming [G] on before then to the night. _ _
[F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep. _
_ [D] I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows [G] for one hour of this night.
_ _ [F] _ Atlanta's a distant memory.
_ [C] _ I'm gonna raise a recent blur _ [G] until the birds on the desert floor _ like a signal [C] fire. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ Beautiful.
_ [E] _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [C] Hey, Ebert.
Hey.
Arnett.
You got [D] your transcripts or whatever you're looking at.
Here you go.
[Em] _ _ _ _ And, uh, [E] _ Ryan, maybe just volume back a bit.
[A] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] But Atlanta is a distant memory, _ [C] and Montgomery's a recent blur, _
_ [G] and Tulsa burned on the desert floor.
The [C] records _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] I've got will be on the radio,
but [C] doesn't think _ _ _ _ _ [G] the number one is pushing out [C] these days. _ _ _ _
_ I've got [F] 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] _ _ before I sleep.
_ _ [D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the [E] night.
_ _ [F] In Nashville there's a lighter _ [C] and a gaze for all to see. _
_ [G] It speaks of dreams and heartaches _ [C] left [D] unsung.
[C] _ _
_ [F] In the corner there stands a guitar and [C] lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand.
[G] And I'm traveling past, traveled hard before, [C] and I'm beginning to understand.
_ [F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] _ _ before I sleep.
_ _ [Dm] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming on [G] before then to the night.
You _ [F] _ say that I'm crazy, [C] my life wasted on this dream.
_ _ [G] That time will find my dreams [C] scattered dead and cold. _ _
_ [F] But ahead _ there's a light [C] drawing me to each end. _
_ [G] And when I reach there I'll turn back and [C] you and I can begin again.
[D] _ [F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] _ before I sleep. _
_ _ [D] There'll be no more sheets of welcoming [G] on before then to the night. _ _
[F] I've got 200 more miles of rain as fallin' light [Am] before I sleep. _
_ [D] I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows [G] for one hour of this night.
_ _ [F] _ Atlanta's a distant memory.
_ [C] _ I'm gonna raise a recent blur _ [G] until the birds on the desert floor _ like a signal [C] fire. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ Beautiful.
_ [E] _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [C] Hey, Ebert.
Hey.
Arnett.
You got [D] your transcripts or whatever you're looking at.
Here you go.
[Em] _ _ _ _ And, uh, [E] _ Ryan, maybe just volume back a bit.
[A] _ _