Chords for Dave Gunning - Living in Alberta
Tempo:
93.2 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
D
F
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Wrote this song [D] with Jim Dorey.
I was talking about how there's lonely Maritimers in Fort McMurray.
Well [C] there's lonely people from Ontario in Fort McMurray.
There's [G] lonely Albertans in Fort [C] McMurray.
[C]
[G] I [C] thought I'd leave for a year or two, make some money [F] and return to you.
But [C] outside the darkness passes by, another shift [G] bus morning bright.
[C] The icy fog horizon line, [D] not part of nature's grand design.
The flare stack makes you think it's dawn, long [G] before the sun.
I'm living in [C] Alberta, [D] miles away from everything [G] I know.
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, dying [D] to get back home, [G] dying to [C] get back home.
[F] I used to walk along the beach to feel the [F] sand beneath my [C] feet.
But out here there's no ocean waves, you wouldn't hear [G] them anyway.
[C] These grains of sand don't wash or roll, they're heavy black infused with oil.
One hundred tons in every load, one never [G] ending road.
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, [D] miles away from everything I [G] know.
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get back home.
Now I've [F] made a lot of friends out here, but it's not where [G] I belong.
Until [Am] Alberta, she's [F] been good to me, and I'll miss her when [G] I'm gone.
[D]
[C] But I know when the tide is in, I'll feel your breath upon my skin.
Sitting by the fire again, singing to [G] your ocean.
[C] I know I'll miss the northern lights, [D] but not those minus forty nights.
[C] And when someone sings a Ron Hines song, we'll know every word.
[G] [D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, [D] miles away from everything I [G] know.
I'm living [C] in Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
Try it with me.
I'm living in Alberta, miles [G] away from everything I know.
I'm [C] living in Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
I'm living in Alberta, dying to get [D] back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
[N]
I was talking about how there's lonely Maritimers in Fort McMurray.
Well [C] there's lonely people from Ontario in Fort McMurray.
There's [G] lonely Albertans in Fort [C] McMurray.
[C]
[G] I [C] thought I'd leave for a year or two, make some money [F] and return to you.
But [C] outside the darkness passes by, another shift [G] bus morning bright.
[C] The icy fog horizon line, [D] not part of nature's grand design.
The flare stack makes you think it's dawn, long [G] before the sun.
I'm living in [C] Alberta, [D] miles away from everything [G] I know.
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, dying [D] to get back home, [G] dying to [C] get back home.
[F] I used to walk along the beach to feel the [F] sand beneath my [C] feet.
But out here there's no ocean waves, you wouldn't hear [G] them anyway.
[C] These grains of sand don't wash or roll, they're heavy black infused with oil.
One hundred tons in every load, one never [G] ending road.
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, [D] miles away from everything I [G] know.
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get back home.
Now I've [F] made a lot of friends out here, but it's not where [G] I belong.
Until [Am] Alberta, she's [F] been good to me, and I'll miss her when [G] I'm gone.
[D]
[C] But I know when the tide is in, I'll feel your breath upon my skin.
Sitting by the fire again, singing to [G] your ocean.
[C] I know I'll miss the northern lights, [D] but not those minus forty nights.
[C] And when someone sings a Ron Hines song, we'll know every word.
[G] [D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, [D] miles away from everything I [G] know.
I'm living [C] in Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
Try it with me.
I'm living in Alberta, miles [G] away from everything I know.
I'm [C] living in Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
I'm living in Alberta, dying to get [D] back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
[N]
Key:
C
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_ _ _ _ _ Wrote this song [D] with Jim Dorey.
I was talking about how there's lonely Maritimers in Fort McMurray.
Well [C] there's lonely people from Ontario in Fort McMurray. _
There's [G] lonely Albertans in Fort [C] McMurray. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ I [C] thought I'd leave for a year or two, make some money [F] and return to you.
But [C] outside the darkness passes by, another shift [G] bus morning bright.
_ [C] The icy fog horizon line, [D] not part of nature's grand design.
The flare stack makes you think it's dawn, long [G] before the sun.
_ _ I'm living _ in [C] Alberta, _ [D] miles away from everything [G] I know.
_ _ [D] I'm living _ in [C] Alberta, dying [D] to get back home, [G] dying to [C] get back home. _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ I used to walk along the beach to feel the [F] sand beneath my [C] feet.
But out here there's no ocean waves, you wouldn't hear [G] them anyway. _
[C] These grains of sand don't wash or roll, they're heavy black infused with oil.
One hundred tons in every load, one never [G] ending road.
_ _ _ [D] I'm living in _ [C] Alberta, _ [D] miles away from everything I [G] know. _ _
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get back home.
_ Now I've [F] made a lot of friends out here, _ but it's not where [G] I belong. _
Until [Am] Alberta, she's [F] been good to me, _ and I'll miss her when [G] I'm gone.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [C] But I know when the tide is in, I'll feel your breath upon my skin.
Sitting by the fire again, singing to [G] your ocean. _ _
[C] I know I'll miss the northern lights, [D] but not those minus forty nights.
[C] And when someone sings a Ron Hines song, we'll know every word.
[G] _ _ _ [D] I'm living in [C] _ Alberta, _ [D] miles away from everything I [G] know.
_ _ I'm living _ [C] in Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
Try it with me.
_ I'm living _ in Alberta, _ miles [G] away from everything I know.
_ _ I'm [C] living in _ Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home. _ _
I'm living in Alberta, _ dying to get [D] back home, _ [G] dying to get [C] back home.
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
I was talking about how there's lonely Maritimers in Fort McMurray.
Well [C] there's lonely people from Ontario in Fort McMurray. _
There's [G] lonely Albertans in Fort [C] McMurray. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ I [C] thought I'd leave for a year or two, make some money [F] and return to you.
But [C] outside the darkness passes by, another shift [G] bus morning bright.
_ [C] The icy fog horizon line, [D] not part of nature's grand design.
The flare stack makes you think it's dawn, long [G] before the sun.
_ _ I'm living _ in [C] Alberta, _ [D] miles away from everything [G] I know.
_ _ [D] I'm living _ in [C] Alberta, dying [D] to get back home, [G] dying to [C] get back home. _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ I used to walk along the beach to feel the [F] sand beneath my [C] feet.
But out here there's no ocean waves, you wouldn't hear [G] them anyway. _
[C] These grains of sand don't wash or roll, they're heavy black infused with oil.
One hundred tons in every load, one never [G] ending road.
_ _ _ [D] I'm living in _ [C] Alberta, _ [D] miles away from everything I [G] know. _ _
[D] I'm living in [C] Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get back home.
_ Now I've [F] made a lot of friends out here, _ but it's not where [G] I belong. _
Until [Am] Alberta, she's [F] been good to me, _ and I'll miss her when [G] I'm gone.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [C] But I know when the tide is in, I'll feel your breath upon my skin.
Sitting by the fire again, singing to [G] your ocean. _ _
[C] I know I'll miss the northern lights, [D] but not those minus forty nights.
[C] And when someone sings a Ron Hines song, we'll know every word.
[G] _ _ _ [D] I'm living in [C] _ Alberta, _ [D] miles away from everything I [G] know.
_ _ I'm living _ [C] in Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home.
Try it with me.
_ I'm living _ in Alberta, _ miles [G] away from everything I know.
_ _ I'm [C] living in _ Alberta, dying to get back home, [G] dying to get [C] back home. _ _
I'm living in Alberta, _ dying to get [D] back home, _ [G] dying to get [C] back home.
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _