Chords for Guy Clark at Home: My Favorite Picture Of You
Tempo:
85.45 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
F#m
Em
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
This is my favorite picture of my wife Susanna.
Me and Towns were in that house drunk on our ass,
being totally obnoxious, you know, just she finally had enough and just said, fuck you guys, I'm leaving.
I think John Lomax was outside and he took that picture of her and
for some reason
that has always been [E] my favorite picture.
A new songwriter I had not met before came over named Gordy Sampson
and he had written that idea down, my favorite picture of you, and I saw it and
read it, he said it and I immediately snapped to that photograph because it was pinned to my wall right over there.
It was just like, I know this whole song.
I know how [B] this song goes.
[F#m] [A]
[Em] [E]
[B] [F#m]
[E] [Em] [E] [Em]
[B]
[E] [C#m] [C#] [A#m] [F#] [A#m]
[B] My favorite picture of you
is the one where you're [F#m] staring [B] straight into the [Em] [C#] lens.
[E] It's just [B] a Polaroid shot
someone took on the [F#m] spot, no [C#] beginning, [Em] no end.
[E] [Em] Just a [B] moment in [E] time,
[B] you can't add back.
[D#]
[E] You never [Fm] left, but [A#m] your bags [A#] were packed.
[B]
[F#m] Just in case.
[B] [F#m] My favorite picture of you
is bent and it's faded and it's [E] pinned to my wall.
[B] Oh, and you were so angry.
It's hard to believe
[F#m] [E] we were lovers at all.
[B] There's a fire in your eyes.
You've got your heart on your sleeve,
[A] [E]
[C#m] curse on your [C#] lips.
[A#] But all I can see [B] is [F#m] beautiful.
[B] My favorite picture of you
[E] is the [B] one [F#m] where your [E] wings are showing.
Oh, and [B] your arms are crossed,
your fists are [F#m] clenched, not [B] gone but [Em] going.
[C#] [B] Just a stand-up [F#m] angel
[B] that won't back [F#m] down.
[B]
[C#] Nobody's fool.
[A#] Nobody's clown.
[B] You were [A] smarter than that.
[E] [B] [F#m] [C#] My favorite [F#m] picture of you
[E] is [B] the one where
it hasn't rained [Em] yet.
[E] Oh, [B] and as I recall,
came a winter [F#m] squall and we [Em] got soaking wet.
[E] [B] It's a thousand words
in the blink of an eye.
[E]
[B] Camera [C#] loves you and so [G] do [A#] I.
[B]
Click.
My favorite picture of you
is the one where [F#m] you're staring straight [E] into the lens.
Almost.
[N]
Me and Towns were in that house drunk on our ass,
being totally obnoxious, you know, just she finally had enough and just said, fuck you guys, I'm leaving.
I think John Lomax was outside and he took that picture of her and
for some reason
that has always been [E] my favorite picture.
A new songwriter I had not met before came over named Gordy Sampson
and he had written that idea down, my favorite picture of you, and I saw it and
read it, he said it and I immediately snapped to that photograph because it was pinned to my wall right over there.
It was just like, I know this whole song.
I know how [B] this song goes.
[F#m] [A]
[Em] [E]
[B] [F#m]
[E] [Em] [E] [Em]
[B]
[E] [C#m] [C#] [A#m] [F#] [A#m]
[B] My favorite picture of you
is the one where you're [F#m] staring [B] straight into the [Em] [C#] lens.
[E] It's just [B] a Polaroid shot
someone took on the [F#m] spot, no [C#] beginning, [Em] no end.
[E] [Em] Just a [B] moment in [E] time,
[B] you can't add back.
[D#]
[E] You never [Fm] left, but [A#m] your bags [A#] were packed.
[B]
[F#m] Just in case.
[B] [F#m] My favorite picture of you
is bent and it's faded and it's [E] pinned to my wall.
[B] Oh, and you were so angry.
It's hard to believe
[F#m] [E] we were lovers at all.
[B] There's a fire in your eyes.
You've got your heart on your sleeve,
[A] [E]
[C#m] curse on your [C#] lips.
[A#] But all I can see [B] is [F#m] beautiful.
[B] My favorite picture of you
[E] is the [B] one [F#m] where your [E] wings are showing.
Oh, and [B] your arms are crossed,
your fists are [F#m] clenched, not [B] gone but [Em] going.
[C#] [B] Just a stand-up [F#m] angel
[B] that won't back [F#m] down.
[B]
[C#] Nobody's fool.
[A#] Nobody's clown.
[B] You were [A] smarter than that.
[E] [B] [F#m] [C#] My favorite [F#m] picture of you
[E] is [B] the one where
it hasn't rained [Em] yet.
[E] Oh, [B] and as I recall,
came a winter [F#m] squall and we [Em] got soaking wet.
[E] [B] It's a thousand words
in the blink of an eye.
[E]
[B] Camera [C#] loves you and so [G] do [A#] I.
[B]
Click.
My favorite picture of you
is the one where [F#m] you're staring straight [E] into the lens.
Almost.
[N]
Key:
B
E
F#m
Em
C#
B
E
F#m
_ This is my favorite picture of my wife Susanna.
Me and Towns were in that house drunk on our ass,
being totally obnoxious, you know, just she finally had enough and just said, fuck you guys, I'm leaving.
I think John Lomax was outside and he took that picture of her _ and
for some reason
that has always been [E] my favorite picture.
_ _ A new songwriter I had not met before came over named Gordy Sampson
_ and he had written that idea down, my favorite picture of you, _ _ and I saw it and
read it, he said it and I immediately snapped to that photograph because it was pinned to my wall right over there.
It was just like, I know this whole song.
I know how [B] this song goes.
_ _ _ [F#m] _ [A] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[E] _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#m] _ [C#] _ [A#m] _ [F#] _ _ [A#m] _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ My favorite picture of you
is the one where you're [F#m] staring [B] straight into the [Em] [C#] lens.
[E] _ _ It's just [B] a Polaroid shot
someone took on the [F#m] spot, no [C#] beginning, [Em] no end.
[E] _ _ _ [Em] Just a [B] moment in [E] time,
[B] you can't add back.
[D#]
[E] You never [Fm] left, but [A#m] your bags [A#] were packed.
[B]
[F#m] Just in case.
[B] _ _ [F#m] My favorite picture of you
is bent and it's faded and it's [E] pinned to my wall.
_ _ _ [B] Oh, and you were so angry.
It's hard to believe
[F#m] [E] we were lovers at all.
_ _ _ [B] There's a fire in your eyes.
You've got your heart on your sleeve,
[A] _ [E]
[C#m] curse on your [C#] lips.
[A#] But all I can see [B] is [F#m] beautiful.
_ _ [B] _ _ My favorite picture of you
[E] is the [B] one [F#m] where your [E] wings are showing.
_ _ _ Oh, and [B] your arms are crossed,
your fists are [F#m] clenched, not [B] gone but [Em] going.
[C#] _ _ _ [B] Just a stand-up [F#m] angel
[B] that won't back [F#m] down.
[B] _
[C#] Nobody's fool.
_ [A#] Nobody's clown.
[B] You were [A] smarter than that.
[E] _ [B] _ _ [F#m] [C#] My favorite [F#m] picture of you
[E] is [B] the one where
it hasn't rained [Em] yet.
_ _ _ [E] Oh, [B] and as I recall,
came a winter [F#m] squall and we [Em] got soaking wet.
[E] _ _ _ [B] It's a thousand words
in the blink of an eye.
[E]
[B] Camera [C#] loves you and so [G] do [A#] I.
[B]
Click.
_ _ _ _ My favorite picture of you
is the one where [F#m] you're staring straight [E] into the lens. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Almost.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Me and Towns were in that house drunk on our ass,
being totally obnoxious, you know, just she finally had enough and just said, fuck you guys, I'm leaving.
I think John Lomax was outside and he took that picture of her _ and
for some reason
that has always been [E] my favorite picture.
_ _ A new songwriter I had not met before came over named Gordy Sampson
_ and he had written that idea down, my favorite picture of you, _ _ and I saw it and
read it, he said it and I immediately snapped to that photograph because it was pinned to my wall right over there.
It was just like, I know this whole song.
I know how [B] this song goes.
_ _ _ [F#m] _ [A] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[E] _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#m] _ [C#] _ [A#m] _ [F#] _ _ [A#m] _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ My favorite picture of you
is the one where you're [F#m] staring [B] straight into the [Em] [C#] lens.
[E] _ _ It's just [B] a Polaroid shot
someone took on the [F#m] spot, no [C#] beginning, [Em] no end.
[E] _ _ _ [Em] Just a [B] moment in [E] time,
[B] you can't add back.
[D#]
[E] You never [Fm] left, but [A#m] your bags [A#] were packed.
[B]
[F#m] Just in case.
[B] _ _ [F#m] My favorite picture of you
is bent and it's faded and it's [E] pinned to my wall.
_ _ _ [B] Oh, and you were so angry.
It's hard to believe
[F#m] [E] we were lovers at all.
_ _ _ [B] There's a fire in your eyes.
You've got your heart on your sleeve,
[A] _ [E]
[C#m] curse on your [C#] lips.
[A#] But all I can see [B] is [F#m] beautiful.
_ _ [B] _ _ My favorite picture of you
[E] is the [B] one [F#m] where your [E] wings are showing.
_ _ _ Oh, and [B] your arms are crossed,
your fists are [F#m] clenched, not [B] gone but [Em] going.
[C#] _ _ _ [B] Just a stand-up [F#m] angel
[B] that won't back [F#m] down.
[B] _
[C#] Nobody's fool.
_ [A#] Nobody's clown.
[B] You were [A] smarter than that.
[E] _ [B] _ _ [F#m] [C#] My favorite [F#m] picture of you
[E] is [B] the one where
it hasn't rained [Em] yet.
_ _ _ [E] Oh, [B] and as I recall,
came a winter [F#m] squall and we [Em] got soaking wet.
[E] _ _ _ [B] It's a thousand words
in the blink of an eye.
[E]
[B] Camera [C#] loves you and so [G] do [A#] I.
[B]
Click.
_ _ _ _ My favorite picture of you
is the one where [F#m] you're staring straight [E] into the lens. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Almost.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _