Chords for Grateful Dead - The Promised Land - 9-27-76
Tempo:
78.85 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Eb
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am]
[C] I'm from Virginia, California [F] on my mind.
[G] Straddle that gray-haired booty path,
Rally on [C] across the Cadillac.
Stop in Charlotte and bypass,
[F] Rocking [Am] it whenever [F] it was a minute late.
[G] We was nine miles out of the Anabas Sundance,
Rolled [C] across Georgia State.
I had to go to trouble,
But it turned into a struggle that way [F] across Alabama.
[G] I had to walk down to Memphis,
All-standing [F] downtown [C] Birmingham.
[F] [G]
[C] [Cm] [C] [F] [C]
[F] [G]
[C] [D] [C]
[F] [G]
[C] [B] [C] A bus pulled me through a train,
To take it right [Fm] across [F] Mississippi.
[G] And I was on that [C] midnight [Dm] flyer out of [G] Birmingham,
Hoping in the [C] New Orleans.
Somebody had [Dm] to take it [C] easy,
And it just probably got me [F] here to town.
[G] There's people there who care a thing about me,
And they won't let the [C] poor boy down.
I'm sure we're in Bombay, Bombay,
Sillison, [F] Wooladage in my hand.
[G] And I woke up a mile from Albuquerque,
On the jet to the [C] promised land.
[F] [G]
[C] [Bb]
[F] [G] [C]
[Ab] [G]
[C] Now we're going to a T-bone steak on a car,
And head over to the Golden [F] State.
[G] When the pilot told us he's thirteen minutes,
We'd be headed in the [C] terminal gate.
[F] [C] So close we tried to come down easy,
Taxi to the terminal [F] zone.
[G] Got your engine to cool your wings,
And then we're making to the T [Eb]-bone.
[C] Los Angeles, Union, all four,
Virginia, Tidewater, [F] 1409.
[G] We're the folks back home,
This is the promised land,
Call it whether it's [F] old or new.
[C] [F] [G] [A]
[C]
[F] [G] [C]
[F] [C]
[Cm] [F] [G]
[C] [F]
[C] [Bb] [C] [G]
[F] [C]
[Eb] [C]
[Gm] [Eb]
[G]
[N]
[C] I'm from Virginia, California [F] on my mind.
[G] Straddle that gray-haired booty path,
Rally on [C] across the Cadillac.
Stop in Charlotte and bypass,
[F] Rocking [Am] it whenever [F] it was a minute late.
[G] We was nine miles out of the Anabas Sundance,
Rolled [C] across Georgia State.
I had to go to trouble,
But it turned into a struggle that way [F] across Alabama.
[G] I had to walk down to Memphis,
All-standing [F] downtown [C] Birmingham.
[F] [G]
[C] [Cm] [C] [F] [C]
[F] [G]
[C] [D] [C]
[F] [G]
[C] [B] [C] A bus pulled me through a train,
To take it right [Fm] across [F] Mississippi.
[G] And I was on that [C] midnight [Dm] flyer out of [G] Birmingham,
Hoping in the [C] New Orleans.
Somebody had [Dm] to take it [C] easy,
And it just probably got me [F] here to town.
[G] There's people there who care a thing about me,
And they won't let the [C] poor boy down.
I'm sure we're in Bombay, Bombay,
Sillison, [F] Wooladage in my hand.
[G] And I woke up a mile from Albuquerque,
On the jet to the [C] promised land.
[F] [G]
[C] [Bb]
[F] [G] [C]
[Ab] [G]
[C] Now we're going to a T-bone steak on a car,
And head over to the Golden [F] State.
[G] When the pilot told us he's thirteen minutes,
We'd be headed in the [C] terminal gate.
[F] [C] So close we tried to come down easy,
Taxi to the terminal [F] zone.
[G] Got your engine to cool your wings,
And then we're making to the T [Eb]-bone.
[C] Los Angeles, Union, all four,
Virginia, Tidewater, [F] 1409.
[G] We're the folks back home,
This is the promised land,
Call it whether it's [F] old or new.
[C] [F] [G] [A]
[C]
[F] [G] [C]
[F] [C]
[Cm] [F] [G]
[C] [F]
[C] [Bb] [C] [G]
[F] [C]
[Eb] [C]
[Gm] [Eb]
[G]
[N]
Key:
C
F
G
Eb
Am
C
F
G
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ I'm from Virginia, California [F] on my mind.
[G] Straddle that gray-haired booty path,
Rally on [C] across the Cadillac.
Stop in Charlotte and bypass,
[F] Rocking [Am] it whenever [F] it was a minute late.
[G] We was nine miles out of the Anabas Sundance,
Rolled [C] across Georgia State.
I had to go to trouble,
But it turned into a struggle that way [F] across Alabama.
[G] I had to walk down to Memphis,
All-standing [F] downtown [C] Birmingham. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [Cm] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [B] [C] A bus pulled me through a train,
To take it right [Fm] across [F] Mississippi.
[G] And I was on that [C] midnight [Dm] flyer out of [G] Birmingham,
Hoping in the [C] New Orleans.
_ Somebody had [Dm] to take it [C] easy,
And it just probably got me [F] here to town.
[G] There's people there who care a thing about me,
And they won't let the [C] poor boy down.
I'm sure we're in Bombay, Bombay,
Sillison, [F] Wooladage in my hand.
[G] And I woke up a mile from Albuquerque,
On the jet to the [C] promised land. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ Now we're going to a T-bone steak on a car,
And head over to the Golden [F] State.
[G] When the pilot told us he's thirteen minutes,
We'd be headed in the [C] terminal gate.
[F] [C] So close we tried to come down easy,
Taxi to the terminal [F] zone.
[G] Got your engine to cool your wings,
And then we're making to the T [Eb]-bone.
[C] Los Angeles, Union, all four,
Virginia, Tidewater, [F] 1409.
[G] We're the folks back home,
This is the promised land,
Call it whether it's [F] old or new.
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _
[Cm] _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ I'm from Virginia, California [F] on my mind.
[G] Straddle that gray-haired booty path,
Rally on [C] across the Cadillac.
Stop in Charlotte and bypass,
[F] Rocking [Am] it whenever [F] it was a minute late.
[G] We was nine miles out of the Anabas Sundance,
Rolled [C] across Georgia State.
I had to go to trouble,
But it turned into a struggle that way [F] across Alabama.
[G] I had to walk down to Memphis,
All-standing [F] downtown [C] Birmingham. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [Cm] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [B] [C] A bus pulled me through a train,
To take it right [Fm] across [F] Mississippi.
[G] And I was on that [C] midnight [Dm] flyer out of [G] Birmingham,
Hoping in the [C] New Orleans.
_ Somebody had [Dm] to take it [C] easy,
And it just probably got me [F] here to town.
[G] There's people there who care a thing about me,
And they won't let the [C] poor boy down.
I'm sure we're in Bombay, Bombay,
Sillison, [F] Wooladage in my hand.
[G] And I woke up a mile from Albuquerque,
On the jet to the [C] promised land. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ Now we're going to a T-bone steak on a car,
And head over to the Golden [F] State.
[G] When the pilot told us he's thirteen minutes,
We'd be headed in the [C] terminal gate.
[F] [C] So close we tried to come down easy,
Taxi to the terminal [F] zone.
[G] Got your engine to cool your wings,
And then we're making to the T [Eb]-bone.
[C] Los Angeles, Union, all four,
Virginia, Tidewater, [F] 1409.
[G] We're the folks back home,
This is the promised land,
Call it whether it's [F] old or new.
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _
[Cm] _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _