Chords for Blackberry Smoke + Bob Weir - Promised Land (Live)
Tempo:
139.7 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Cm
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F]
[C] Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my [F] mind.
[G] Gathered that can, boated past Wyland, on across [C] Carolina.
Stopped in Charlotte, right past Rockington where never [Cm] was a minute [Dm] late.
[E] Moving on to Mount [G] Zana, Atlanta by sundown, rolling [A] across [C] George's Day.
When war trouble turned into a struggle, and we're lost out [Dm] there.
And the hell [G] broke down, and left us all scattered down, down, down there.
[Cm]
[C] [F]
[Gm]
[Bm] [C]
[Cm]
[F]
[G]
[Cm]
[C]
[G]
[Dm] [C]
So stiff, I'm walking in through a train, taking a riding class, Mississippi [F] Green.
I [Gm] was on [G] that midnight flyer out of Birmingham smoking New [C] Orleans.
Somebody help me get out of there, help me get to Houston [F] town.
[G] People there who care a thing about me and don't want me to put war [C] on them.
Shoulders and bones, they promised to shoot, put luggage in my [F] hand.
[G] And I woke up high over Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised [C]
land.
[Em]
[C]
[F]
[G]
[C]
[Cm]
[F]
[G]
[C]
So we get on the cheap old [F] state car, the car to fly over to the golden state.
[G] And the pilot told us in 13 minutes we'd be at a [C] terminal gate.
We sing lords we try to come down easy, taxi to the [F] terminal zone.
[G] Set your engines to cool your wings, and let me make it to the [C] killer point.
Los Angeles, even North Pole, Virginia, Volvo [F] 1009.
[G] Tell the folks back home, it's different, promised land, call it the Volvo [C] 1009.
[F]
[G]
[C]
[F]
[G]
[C]
[Cm]
[C] [F]
[G]
[C]
[C] Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my [F] mind.
[G] Gathered that can, boated past Wyland, on across [C] Carolina.
Stopped in Charlotte, right past Rockington where never [Cm] was a minute [Dm] late.
[E] Moving on to Mount [G] Zana, Atlanta by sundown, rolling [A] across [C] George's Day.
When war trouble turned into a struggle, and we're lost out [Dm] there.
And the hell [G] broke down, and left us all scattered down, down, down there.
[Cm]
[C] [F]
[Gm]
[Bm] [C]
[Cm]
[F]
[G]
[Cm]
[C]
[G]
[Dm] [C]
So stiff, I'm walking in through a train, taking a riding class, Mississippi [F] Green.
I [Gm] was on [G] that midnight flyer out of Birmingham smoking New [C] Orleans.
Somebody help me get out of there, help me get to Houston [F] town.
[G] People there who care a thing about me and don't want me to put war [C] on them.
Shoulders and bones, they promised to shoot, put luggage in my [F] hand.
[G] And I woke up high over Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised [C]
land.
[Em]
[C]
[F]
[G]
[C]
[Cm]
[F]
[G]
[C]
So we get on the cheap old [F] state car, the car to fly over to the golden state.
[G] And the pilot told us in 13 minutes we'd be at a [C] terminal gate.
We sing lords we try to come down easy, taxi to the [F] terminal zone.
[G] Set your engines to cool your wings, and let me make it to the [C] killer point.
Los Angeles, even North Pole, Virginia, Volvo [F] 1009.
[G] Tell the folks back home, it's different, promised land, call it the Volvo [C] 1009.
[F]
[G]
[C]
[F]
[G]
[C]
[Cm]
[C] [F]
[G]
[C]
Key:
C
G
F
Cm
Dm
C
G
F
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my [F] _ mind.
_ [G] Gathered that can, boated past Wyland, on across [C] Carolina. _ _
_ Stopped in Charlotte, right past Rockington where never [Cm] was a minute [Dm] late. _
[E] Moving on to Mount [G] Zana, Atlanta by sundown, rolling [A] across [C] George's Day. _ _
When war trouble turned into a struggle, and we're lost out [Dm] there. _
And the hell [G] broke down, and left us all scattered down, down, down there.
[Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
So stiff, I'm walking in through a train, taking a riding class, Mississippi [F] Green. _
I [Gm] was on [G] that midnight flyer out of Birmingham smoking New [C] Orleans. _
_ Somebody help me get out of there, help me get to Houston [F] town. _
_ [G] People there who care a thing about me and don't want me to put war [C] on them. _
_ Shoulders and bones, they promised to shoot, put luggage in my [F] hand. _ _
[G] And I woke up high over _ Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised [C] _ _
land. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
So we get on the cheap old [F] state car, the car to fly over to the golden state. _
[G] And the pilot told us in 13 minutes we'd be at a [C] terminal gate. _
_ We sing lords we try to come down easy, taxi to the [F] terminal zone. _
[G] Set your engines to cool your wings, and let me make it to the [C] killer point. _
_ Los Angeles, even North Pole, Virginia, _ Volvo _ [F] 1009. _
[G] Tell the folks back home, it's different, promised land, call it the Volvo _ [C] 1009. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my [F] _ mind.
_ [G] Gathered that can, boated past Wyland, on across [C] Carolina. _ _
_ Stopped in Charlotte, right past Rockington where never [Cm] was a minute [Dm] late. _
[E] Moving on to Mount [G] Zana, Atlanta by sundown, rolling [A] across [C] George's Day. _ _
When war trouble turned into a struggle, and we're lost out [Dm] there. _
And the hell [G] broke down, and left us all scattered down, down, down there.
[Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
So stiff, I'm walking in through a train, taking a riding class, Mississippi [F] Green. _
I [Gm] was on [G] that midnight flyer out of Birmingham smoking New [C] Orleans. _
_ Somebody help me get out of there, help me get to Houston [F] town. _
_ [G] People there who care a thing about me and don't want me to put war [C] on them. _
_ Shoulders and bones, they promised to shoot, put luggage in my [F] hand. _ _
[G] And I woke up high over _ Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised [C] _ _
land. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
So we get on the cheap old [F] state car, the car to fly over to the golden state. _
[G] And the pilot told us in 13 minutes we'd be at a [C] terminal gate. _
_ We sing lords we try to come down easy, taxi to the [F] terminal zone. _
[G] Set your engines to cool your wings, and let me make it to the [C] killer point. _
_ Los Angeles, even North Pole, Virginia, _ Volvo _ [F] 1009. _
[G] Tell the folks back home, it's different, promised land, call it the Volvo _ [C] 1009. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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