Hurricane Party Chords by James Mcmurtry

Tempo:
110.6 bpm
Chords used:

A

E

D

F#m

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Hurricane Party chords
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[D] [A]
[D]
[A] [D] [A]
[D]
[A] The hurricane party's winding down [E] and we're all waiting [A] for the end.
[D] [E]
[A] And I don't want another drink, I only [E] want that last one [A] again.
[D] [A] It [E] gave me such a fine glow, [D] smoky and slow, now [A] I should probably be homework [E] bound.
But [A] there's no one to talk [D] to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
[D]
[A] [E]
[A] I guess in the morning I'll [D] go [E] looking for my gray [A] striped cat.
[D] [E] My [A] old house can take the weather, [D] so I'm [E] not too concerned [A] about that.
[D] [A] [E] It was built to take the wind back [D] in [A] 1910 when this was one damn [E] fine town.
But now [A] there's no one to talk to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
[D] [A] Candles flickered on the back bar and the building [E] was shaking with the wind.
[D] I [A] bought a whiskey for the gypsy and she [E] turned my leather back into [A] skin.
[A] Just [E] the fleeting sense of that [D] rare suspense [A] I once thought made the world go [E] around.
But now there's no one to talk to [E] when the [A] lines go down.
[D] [A] [E]
Open up your [D] back screen [A] door, [E] let me see your [D] face once [A] more.
[E] My hands are cold and my [D] feet so [A] sore [F#m] and I can't go on this [E] way.
[E] And the thoughts come too [A] fast and too many to [A] keep count, [E] best just let them on [A] through.
[E]
Now [A] I'm breaking those old glass insulators [E] with my old [A] 22.
[B]
[E] Off the telephone poles [D] as a half dollar rolls [A] across the knuckles of a [E] rodeo clown.
[A] There's just no one to talk [D] to [E] when the [A] lines go down.
[D]
[A] My one great love, my God, I [E] can feel it [A] still.
[D] [E] She [A] ran off to California, now [D] she's living [E] in those Hollywood [A] hills.
[D] [A] [E] With them bullfrog prints I have [D] not seen her since, though [A] she calls when he's out of [E] town.
And there's no one to talk to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
[E]
Open up your back [A] screen door, [E]
let me in [D] your space [A] once more.
I [E] was looking for [A] an easy score, [F#m] but it just don't work that [E] way.
Some [A] insurance man biker is yelling [E] out for one more [A] beer.
But [E]
[A] a part time pirate just can't get [E] much respect around [A] here.
[D] [A] We [E] got our problems too, [D] man, we'll get to you in [A] just a minute, sit your drunk [E] ass down.
Yeah, [A] there's no one to talk to [D] [E] when the lines [A] go down.
[D] [E]
[A] [D] [E]
[B] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[B] [F#m]
[E]
Now there's [A] water up past the wheel [D] wells of my Ford [E] and I don't guess it'll run.
[D] [Em]
[A] But I left a pack of Winston's on the [E] dash, could you fetch them for [A] me, son?
[D]
[A] The [E] morning's first cigarette, [D] that's as good as it gets [A] all day.
I should know [E] by now that [A] there's no one to talk [D] to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
[D] [F#] [A] [D] [Em]
[A] [D] [A]
Key:  
A
1231
E
2311
D
1321
F#m
123111112
B
12341112
A
1231
E
2311
D
1321
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Learn the basic chords of James Mcmurtry - Hurricane Party chords, with this master sequence: E, D, A, D, E and A. For best results, commence at 57 BPM and progress to the song's BPM of 114. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: A Major.

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_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] The hurricane party's winding down [E] and we're all waiting [A] for the end.
_ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
[A] And I don't want another drink, I only [E] want that last one [A] again.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] It [E] gave me such a fine glow, [D] smoky and slow, now [A] I should probably be homework [E] bound.
But [A] there's no one to talk [D] to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] I guess in the morning I'll [D] go [E] looking for my gray [A] striped cat.
_ _ [D] _ [E] _ My [A] old house can take the weather, [D] so I'm [E] not too concerned [A] about that.
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ [E] It was built to take the wind back [D] in [A] 1910 when this was one damn [E] fine town.
But now [A] there's no one to talk to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] Candles flickered on the back bar and the building [E] was shaking with the wind.
_ _ _ [D] _ I [A] bought a whiskey for the gypsy and she [E] turned my leather back into [A] skin.
_ _ _ [A] _ Just [E] the fleeting sense of that [D] rare suspense [A] I once thought made the world go [E] around.
But now there's no one to talk to [E] when the [A] lines go down.
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
Open up your [D] back screen [A] door, [E] let me see your [D] face once [A] more.
[E] My hands are cold and my [D] feet so [A] sore [F#m] and I can't go on this [E] way.
_ _ _ [E] And the thoughts come too [A] fast and too many to [A] keep count, [E] best just let them on [A] through.
_ _ _ [E] _
Now [A] I'm breaking those old glass insulators [E] with my old [A] 22.
_ _ _ _ [B] _
[E] Off the telephone poles [D] as a half dollar rolls [A] across the knuckles of a [E] rodeo clown. _
[A] There's just no one to talk [D] to [E] when the [A] lines go down. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] My one great love, my God, I [E] can feel it [A] still.
_ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ She [A] ran off to California, now [D] she's living [E] in those Hollywood [A] hills.
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ [E] With them bullfrog prints I have [D] not seen her since, though [A] she calls when he's out of [E] town.
And there's no one to talk to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
Open up your back [A] screen door, [E] _
let me in [D] your space [A] once more.
I [E] was looking for [A] an easy score, [F#m] but it just don't work that [E] way. _ _ _ _
Some [A] insurance man biker is yelling [E] out for one more [A] beer.
But _ _ [E] _ _
[A] a part time pirate just can't get [E] much respect around [A] here.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] We [E] got our problems too, [D] man, we'll get to you in [A] just a minute, sit your drunk [E] ass down.
Yeah, [A] there's no one to talk to [D] _ [E] when the lines [A] go down.
_ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now there's [A] water up past the wheel [D] wells of my Ford [E] and I don't guess it'll run.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _
[A] But I left a pack of Winston's on the [E] dash, could you fetch them for [A] me, son?
_ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ The [E] morning's first cigarette, [D] that's as good as it gets [A] all day.
I should know [E] by now that [A] there's no one to talk [D] to [E] when the lines [A] go down.
_ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
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Featured within the album Just Us Kids is this song, written by James Mc Murtry.

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