Chords for Bruce Springsteen - Blinded by the Light - The Story (From VH1 Storytellers)
Tempo:
118.55 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Bb
Bbm
Ab
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
But, uh, so what was that one about?
You know, that was, well, I always say that, uh, that's a song that explains why I never did any drugs.
I don't think I could have stood [Bb] it.
[N] My mind was already, already reeling, but, uh, I'll give it to you a little bit by bit.
All right, uh, madman drummers, bummers, Indians in the summer.
Mad Dog Vincent Lopez, drummer in the Street Band.
He was always, he was always getting in shit.
[Eb] And, uh, and Indians in the summer.
Well, the Indians were my little league team when I was a kid.
So, um, but it was also kind of cowboys and Indians in the woods, but, uh,
the teenage, the Indians in the summer, the teenage diplomat, well, that's [N] me.
All right, in the dumps with the mumps, I was diseased.
As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat, self-explanatory.
[Eb] With a boulder on my shoulder, I've always felt something big pressing down my whole life.
Uh, feeling kind of older, I tripped a merry-go-round.
That's where I was living.
That was a [F] boardwalk, and with this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing,
calliope crashed to the ground.
That was, uh, I seek chaos and [Eb] disruption, I suppose.
Some all-hot half [Bbm]-shot heading for the hot spot, [Eb] snapping his fingers, clapping his hands.
That's me.
Some flesh-pot, is that right?
Am I missing that?
Scott, young Scott, is that, are we missing something?
All right, that's what, um, [Bb] fingers, clap his hands.
[Eb] All right, I'm going to go with it, all right?
Some flesh-pot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a what-knot in her hand.
That was me and a friend.
All right.
Now young Scott, with a slingshot, finally found a tender spot.
We're always looking for life's tender spots.
You know, that's where, you know, that's where the love is, you know?
Throws his lover in the sand.
And some bloodshot, forget-me-not, whispers, Daddy's with an ear shot.
I was always very unpopular with my girlfriend's parents.
Save the buckshot, I'll turn up the band, but I could not be defeated, [Ab] you see.
And we got the chorus, I was [Bb] blinded by [Eb] a lie.
That kind of says it all, you know, that's, that's just, that's what I was looking for.
Cut [Bb] loose like a deuce, another runner in the night.
This is an interesting line [Eb] because this song is my only number one song.
I never had another number one song except this one, and it wasn't done by me.
It was done by Man for Man, which I appreciate.
But they changed this line.
My line says, cut loose like a deuce, and theirs said, cut loose like a douche.
[Cm] [N] I have a feeling that that is why the song skyrocketed to number one.
[Bbm]
[Ebm] But [F] it's one of those, you know, that word, you know, [Bb] and deuce was like little deuce coupe, as in two-seater hot rod.
Deuce, of course, is a feminine hygienic procedure.
[Bbm]
[Ab] So they're different.
[Eb] And, but, what can I say?
You know, the public spoke and they were right, you know.
So, all right, let me carry on.
Brimstone Baritone and a cycling [Bb] Rolling Stone preacher from the east.
Says [Bbm] dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in his funny [Eb] bones.
Gotta be funny.
Everything was funny.
It's where they expect at least.
New moon chaperone standing in the corner all alone.
Watching the young girls dance.
I guess that was the YMCA when they had the guys sitting in the corner with the flashlight.
And if you moved in for [Bb]
a quick grind, they'd hit you with the [Cm] spotlight.
[Bbm]
Some fresh zone moonstone was messing with his frozen zone.
That was if you were in the stands.
The YMCA had a little basketball court in the stands.
In the far corner of the stands, there was always something slightly [F] shady going on, you know.
[Eb] To remind him of the feeling of romance, very necessary.
Blinded by the light, there comes a chorus.
Some silicone sister with her manager's mister.
Possibly the first reference to female breast enhancement in popular music.
So I was ahead of my game, aren't I?
[Bb] Say I'll turn you on, sonny, to something [Eb] strong if you play that song with the funky break, which is my [Bb] business.
Go-kart Mozart checking out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside.
A little early pearly came by inner curly whirly and asked me if I [Eb] needed a ride.
That's self-explanatory.
Some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer.
Well, that was sort of the day.
This was 1972, which was just still the 60s in New Jersey.
And it was kind of this whole campus radical thing.
And so that found its way in.
Scotland Yard was trying hard.
The FBI [Ab] sent some dude with a calling card.
The undercover agent said, do what you like, [Eb] but don't do it here.
Jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground.
Asked him which was the way back home.
Said, take a right at the light, keep going straight until night.
And then, boys, you're on your own, which I was.
Is that all clear?
[Bb] [N] By now, the rhyming dictionary is in flames.
It's getting hot in my [Cm] hand.
I'm just burning up.
[Bb] Zan's Bar shooting star was riding a sidecar humming a lunar tune.
Avatar said, blow the bar.
Once again, campus radicals first removed the cookie jar.
Don't blow up the money.
[Eb] We're going to teach those boys to laugh too soon.
Some kidnapped handicap [Ab] was complaining that he caught the glap.
A little road [Eb] experience, unfortunately.
From some [Bb] mousetrap he bought last night.
I unsnapped the skullcap between his ears.
They saw the gap and figured he'd be all right.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
[Eb]
Which I didn't do on this.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
[Ebm] So really, the best line, the line that makes the whole [Bb] song,
Mama always told me not to look into the [Ab] sights of the sun.
But, Mama, that's [Eb] where the fun is.
And that was where I wanted to go.
I wanted to get blinded by the light.
I wanted to do things I hadn't done and see things I hadn't seen.
I was 23 years old.
I wanted to create my own ridiculous language.
So it was really a young musician's tale, kind of a litany of adventures.
And it was rather on the autobiographical side.
It wasn't a hit, though.
Maybe I should have [F] changed that word.
You know, that was, well, I always say that, uh, that's a song that explains why I never did any drugs.
I don't think I could have stood [Bb] it.
[N] My mind was already, already reeling, but, uh, I'll give it to you a little bit by bit.
All right, uh, madman drummers, bummers, Indians in the summer.
Mad Dog Vincent Lopez, drummer in the Street Band.
He was always, he was always getting in shit.
[Eb] And, uh, and Indians in the summer.
Well, the Indians were my little league team when I was a kid.
So, um, but it was also kind of cowboys and Indians in the woods, but, uh,
the teenage, the Indians in the summer, the teenage diplomat, well, that's [N] me.
All right, in the dumps with the mumps, I was diseased.
As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat, self-explanatory.
[Eb] With a boulder on my shoulder, I've always felt something big pressing down my whole life.
Uh, feeling kind of older, I tripped a merry-go-round.
That's where I was living.
That was a [F] boardwalk, and with this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing,
calliope crashed to the ground.
That was, uh, I seek chaos and [Eb] disruption, I suppose.
Some all-hot half [Bbm]-shot heading for the hot spot, [Eb] snapping his fingers, clapping his hands.
That's me.
Some flesh-pot, is that right?
Am I missing that?
Scott, young Scott, is that, are we missing something?
All right, that's what, um, [Bb] fingers, clap his hands.
[Eb] All right, I'm going to go with it, all right?
Some flesh-pot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a what-knot in her hand.
That was me and a friend.
All right.
Now young Scott, with a slingshot, finally found a tender spot.
We're always looking for life's tender spots.
You know, that's where, you know, that's where the love is, you know?
Throws his lover in the sand.
And some bloodshot, forget-me-not, whispers, Daddy's with an ear shot.
I was always very unpopular with my girlfriend's parents.
Save the buckshot, I'll turn up the band, but I could not be defeated, [Ab] you see.
And we got the chorus, I was [Bb] blinded by [Eb] a lie.
That kind of says it all, you know, that's, that's just, that's what I was looking for.
Cut [Bb] loose like a deuce, another runner in the night.
This is an interesting line [Eb] because this song is my only number one song.
I never had another number one song except this one, and it wasn't done by me.
It was done by Man for Man, which I appreciate.
But they changed this line.
My line says, cut loose like a deuce, and theirs said, cut loose like a douche.
[Cm] [N] I have a feeling that that is why the song skyrocketed to number one.
[Bbm]
[Ebm] But [F] it's one of those, you know, that word, you know, [Bb] and deuce was like little deuce coupe, as in two-seater hot rod.
Deuce, of course, is a feminine hygienic procedure.
[Bbm]
[Ab] So they're different.
[Eb] And, but, what can I say?
You know, the public spoke and they were right, you know.
So, all right, let me carry on.
Brimstone Baritone and a cycling [Bb] Rolling Stone preacher from the east.
Says [Bbm] dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in his funny [Eb] bones.
Gotta be funny.
Everything was funny.
It's where they expect at least.
New moon chaperone standing in the corner all alone.
Watching the young girls dance.
I guess that was the YMCA when they had the guys sitting in the corner with the flashlight.
And if you moved in for [Bb]
a quick grind, they'd hit you with the [Cm] spotlight.
[Bbm]
Some fresh zone moonstone was messing with his frozen zone.
That was if you were in the stands.
The YMCA had a little basketball court in the stands.
In the far corner of the stands, there was always something slightly [F] shady going on, you know.
[Eb] To remind him of the feeling of romance, very necessary.
Blinded by the light, there comes a chorus.
Some silicone sister with her manager's mister.
Possibly the first reference to female breast enhancement in popular music.
So I was ahead of my game, aren't I?
[Bb] Say I'll turn you on, sonny, to something [Eb] strong if you play that song with the funky break, which is my [Bb] business.
Go-kart Mozart checking out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside.
A little early pearly came by inner curly whirly and asked me if I [Eb] needed a ride.
That's self-explanatory.
Some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer.
Well, that was sort of the day.
This was 1972, which was just still the 60s in New Jersey.
And it was kind of this whole campus radical thing.
And so that found its way in.
Scotland Yard was trying hard.
The FBI [Ab] sent some dude with a calling card.
The undercover agent said, do what you like, [Eb] but don't do it here.
Jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground.
Asked him which was the way back home.
Said, take a right at the light, keep going straight until night.
And then, boys, you're on your own, which I was.
Is that all clear?
[Bb] [N] By now, the rhyming dictionary is in flames.
It's getting hot in my [Cm] hand.
I'm just burning up.
[Bb] Zan's Bar shooting star was riding a sidecar humming a lunar tune.
Avatar said, blow the bar.
Once again, campus radicals first removed the cookie jar.
Don't blow up the money.
[Eb] We're going to teach those boys to laugh too soon.
Some kidnapped handicap [Ab] was complaining that he caught the glap.
A little road [Eb] experience, unfortunately.
From some [Bb] mousetrap he bought last night.
I unsnapped the skullcap between his ears.
They saw the gap and figured he'd be all right.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
[Eb]
Which I didn't do on this.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
[Ebm] So really, the best line, the line that makes the whole [Bb] song,
Mama always told me not to look into the [Ab] sights of the sun.
But, Mama, that's [Eb] where the fun is.
And that was where I wanted to go.
I wanted to get blinded by the light.
I wanted to do things I hadn't done and see things I hadn't seen.
I was 23 years old.
I wanted to create my own ridiculous language.
So it was really a young musician's tale, kind of a litany of adventures.
And it was rather on the autobiographical side.
It wasn't a hit, though.
Maybe I should have [F] changed that word.
Key:
Eb
Bb
Bbm
Ab
F
Eb
Bb
Bbm
But, _ _ uh, so what was that one about?
You know, that was, well, I always say that, uh, that's a song that explains why I never did any drugs. _ _
I don't think I could have stood [Bb] it.
[N] My mind was already, _ already reeling, but, uh, _ I'll give it to you a little bit by bit.
All right, uh, madman drummers, bummers, Indians in the summer.
Mad Dog Vincent Lopez, drummer in the Street Band.
_ He was always, he was always getting in shit.
_ [Eb] And, uh, and Indians in the summer.
Well, the Indians were my little league team when I was a kid.
_ So, um, but it was also kind of cowboys and Indians in the woods, but, uh,
the teenage, the Indians in the summer, the teenage diplomat, well, that's [N] me.
All right, in the dumps with the mumps, _ I was diseased.
As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat, self-explanatory.
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] With a boulder on my shoulder, I've always felt something big pressing down my whole life.
Uh, feeling kind of older, I tripped a merry-go-round.
_ That's where I was living.
That was a [F] boardwalk, and with this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing,
calliope crashed to the ground.
That was, uh, I seek chaos and [Eb] disruption, I suppose.
_ Some all-hot half [Bbm]-shot heading for the hot spot, [Eb] snapping his fingers, clapping his hands.
That's me.
Some flesh-pot, is that right?
Am I missing that?
_ _ Scott, young Scott, is that, are we missing something?
All right, that's what, um, [Bb] fingers, clap his hands.
[Eb] _ All right, I'm going to go with it, all right?
Some flesh-pot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a what-knot in her hand.
That was me and a friend.
All right.
Now young Scott, with a slingshot, finally found a tender spot.
We're always looking for life's tender spots.
You know, that's where, you know, that's where the love is, you know?
_ Throws his lover in the sand.
And some bloodshot, forget-me-not, whispers, Daddy's with an ear shot.
I was always very unpopular with my girlfriend's parents.
_ Save the buckshot, I'll turn up the band, but I could not be defeated, [Ab] you see. _ _
And we got the chorus, I was [Bb] blinded by [Eb] a lie.
That kind of says it all, you know, that's, that's just, that's what I was looking for.
Cut [Bb] loose like a deuce, another runner in the night.
This is an interesting line _ [Eb] because _ this song is my only number one song.
I never had another number one song except this one, and it wasn't done by me.
It was done by Man for Man, which I appreciate.
But they changed this line.
My line says, cut loose like a deuce, and theirs said, cut loose like a douche.
_ [Cm] _ [N] _ _ I have a feeling _ that that is why the song _ skyrocketed to number one.
_ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ But [F] it's one of those, you know, that word, you know, [Bb] and deuce was like little deuce coupe, as in two-seater hot rod.
_ Deuce, of course, is a feminine hygienic procedure.
_ _ [Bbm] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ So they're different.
_ [Eb] _ And, but, what can I say?
You know, the public spoke and they were right, you know.
So, all right, let me carry on. _ _ _
_ Brimstone Baritone and a cycling [Bb] Rolling Stone preacher from the east.
Says [Bbm] dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in his funny [Eb] bones.
Gotta be funny.
Everything was funny.
It's where they expect at least.
New moon chaperone standing in the corner all alone.
Watching the young girls dance. _ _
I guess that was the YMCA when they had the guys sitting in the corner with the flashlight.
And if you moved in for [Bb] _
a quick grind, they'd hit you with the [Cm] spotlight.
[Bbm] _
Some fresh zone moonstone was messing with his frozen zone. _
That was if you were in the stands.
The YMCA had a little basketball court in the stands.
In the far corner of the stands, there was always something _ slightly [F] shady going on, you know.
_ [Eb] To remind him of the feeling of romance, very necessary.
_ Blinded by the light, there comes a chorus.
Some silicone sister with her manager's mister.
Possibly the first reference to female breast enhancement in popular music. _ _ _
_ _ _ So I was ahead of my game, aren't I? _
_ [Bb] _ Say I'll turn you on, sonny, to something [Eb] strong if you play that song with the funky break, which is my [Bb] business.
Go-kart Mozart checking out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside. _ _
A little early pearly came by inner curly whirly and asked me if I [Eb] needed a ride.
That's self-explanatory.
_ Some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer.
Well, that was sort of the day.
This was 1972, which was just still the 60s in New Jersey.
And it was kind of this whole campus radical thing.
And so that found its way in.
Scotland Yard was trying hard.
The FBI _ [Ab] sent some dude with a calling card.
The undercover agent said, do what you like, [Eb] but don't do it here.
Jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground.
_ Asked him which was the way back home.
Said, take a right at the light, keep going straight until night.
And then, boys, you're on your own, which I was.
Is that all clear?
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [N] By now, the rhyming dictionary is in flames.
_ It's getting hot in my [Cm] hand.
I'm just burning up.
[Bb] Zan's Bar shooting star was riding a sidecar humming a lunar tune.
Avatar said, blow the bar.
_ _ Once again, campus radicals first removed the cookie jar.
Don't blow up the money.
[Eb] We're going to teach those boys to laugh too soon.
Some kidnapped handicap [Ab] was complaining that he caught the glap.
A little road [Eb] experience, unfortunately.
From some [Bb] mousetrap he bought last night.
I unsnapped the skullcap between his ears.
They saw the gap and figured he'd be all right.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
_ _ _ _ [Eb]
Which I didn't do on this.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
_ [Ebm] So really, _ the best line, the line that makes the whole [Bb] song,
Mama always told me not to look into the [Ab] sights of the sun.
But, Mama, that's [Eb] where the fun is.
And that was where I wanted to go.
I wanted to get blinded by the light.
I wanted to do things I hadn't done and see things I hadn't seen.
I was 23 years old.
I wanted to create my own ridiculous language.
So it was really a young musician's tale, kind of a litany of adventures.
And it was rather on the autobiographical side.
It wasn't a hit, though.
Maybe I should have [F] changed that word. _ _ _ _
You know, that was, well, I always say that, uh, that's a song that explains why I never did any drugs. _ _
I don't think I could have stood [Bb] it.
[N] My mind was already, _ already reeling, but, uh, _ I'll give it to you a little bit by bit.
All right, uh, madman drummers, bummers, Indians in the summer.
Mad Dog Vincent Lopez, drummer in the Street Band.
_ He was always, he was always getting in shit.
_ [Eb] And, uh, and Indians in the summer.
Well, the Indians were my little league team when I was a kid.
_ So, um, but it was also kind of cowboys and Indians in the woods, but, uh,
the teenage, the Indians in the summer, the teenage diplomat, well, that's [N] me.
All right, in the dumps with the mumps, _ I was diseased.
As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat, self-explanatory.
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] With a boulder on my shoulder, I've always felt something big pressing down my whole life.
Uh, feeling kind of older, I tripped a merry-go-round.
_ That's where I was living.
That was a [F] boardwalk, and with this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing,
calliope crashed to the ground.
That was, uh, I seek chaos and [Eb] disruption, I suppose.
_ Some all-hot half [Bbm]-shot heading for the hot spot, [Eb] snapping his fingers, clapping his hands.
That's me.
Some flesh-pot, is that right?
Am I missing that?
_ _ Scott, young Scott, is that, are we missing something?
All right, that's what, um, [Bb] fingers, clap his hands.
[Eb] _ All right, I'm going to go with it, all right?
Some flesh-pot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a what-knot in her hand.
That was me and a friend.
All right.
Now young Scott, with a slingshot, finally found a tender spot.
We're always looking for life's tender spots.
You know, that's where, you know, that's where the love is, you know?
_ Throws his lover in the sand.
And some bloodshot, forget-me-not, whispers, Daddy's with an ear shot.
I was always very unpopular with my girlfriend's parents.
_ Save the buckshot, I'll turn up the band, but I could not be defeated, [Ab] you see. _ _
And we got the chorus, I was [Bb] blinded by [Eb] a lie.
That kind of says it all, you know, that's, that's just, that's what I was looking for.
Cut [Bb] loose like a deuce, another runner in the night.
This is an interesting line _ [Eb] because _ this song is my only number one song.
I never had another number one song except this one, and it wasn't done by me.
It was done by Man for Man, which I appreciate.
But they changed this line.
My line says, cut loose like a deuce, and theirs said, cut loose like a douche.
_ [Cm] _ [N] _ _ I have a feeling _ that that is why the song _ skyrocketed to number one.
_ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ But [F] it's one of those, you know, that word, you know, [Bb] and deuce was like little deuce coupe, as in two-seater hot rod.
_ Deuce, of course, is a feminine hygienic procedure.
_ _ [Bbm] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ So they're different.
_ [Eb] _ And, but, what can I say?
You know, the public spoke and they were right, you know.
So, all right, let me carry on. _ _ _
_ Brimstone Baritone and a cycling [Bb] Rolling Stone preacher from the east.
Says [Bbm] dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in his funny [Eb] bones.
Gotta be funny.
Everything was funny.
It's where they expect at least.
New moon chaperone standing in the corner all alone.
Watching the young girls dance. _ _
I guess that was the YMCA when they had the guys sitting in the corner with the flashlight.
And if you moved in for [Bb] _
a quick grind, they'd hit you with the [Cm] spotlight.
[Bbm] _
Some fresh zone moonstone was messing with his frozen zone. _
That was if you were in the stands.
The YMCA had a little basketball court in the stands.
In the far corner of the stands, there was always something _ slightly [F] shady going on, you know.
_ [Eb] To remind him of the feeling of romance, very necessary.
_ Blinded by the light, there comes a chorus.
Some silicone sister with her manager's mister.
Possibly the first reference to female breast enhancement in popular music. _ _ _
_ _ _ So I was ahead of my game, aren't I? _
_ [Bb] _ Say I'll turn you on, sonny, to something [Eb] strong if you play that song with the funky break, which is my [Bb] business.
Go-kart Mozart checking out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside. _ _
A little early pearly came by inner curly whirly and asked me if I [Eb] needed a ride.
That's self-explanatory.
_ Some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer.
Well, that was sort of the day.
This was 1972, which was just still the 60s in New Jersey.
And it was kind of this whole campus radical thing.
And so that found its way in.
Scotland Yard was trying hard.
The FBI _ [Ab] sent some dude with a calling card.
The undercover agent said, do what you like, [Eb] but don't do it here.
Jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground.
_ Asked him which was the way back home.
Said, take a right at the light, keep going straight until night.
And then, boys, you're on your own, which I was.
Is that all clear?
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [N] By now, the rhyming dictionary is in flames.
_ It's getting hot in my [Cm] hand.
I'm just burning up.
[Bb] Zan's Bar shooting star was riding a sidecar humming a lunar tune.
Avatar said, blow the bar.
_ _ Once again, campus radicals first removed the cookie jar.
Don't blow up the money.
[Eb] We're going to teach those boys to laugh too soon.
Some kidnapped handicap [Ab] was complaining that he caught the glap.
A little road [Eb] experience, unfortunately.
From some [Bb] mousetrap he bought last night.
I unsnapped the skullcap between his ears.
They saw the gap and figured he'd be all right.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
_ _ _ _ [Eb]
Which I didn't do on this.
Don't overthink the whole thing.
_ [Ebm] So really, _ the best line, the line that makes the whole [Bb] song,
Mama always told me not to look into the [Ab] sights of the sun.
But, Mama, that's [Eb] where the fun is.
And that was where I wanted to go.
I wanted to get blinded by the light.
I wanted to do things I hadn't done and see things I hadn't seen.
I was 23 years old.
I wanted to create my own ridiculous language.
So it was really a young musician's tale, kind of a litany of adventures.
And it was rather on the autobiographical side.
It wasn't a hit, though.
Maybe I should have [F] changed that word. _ _ _ _