Chords for Iris DeMent--Mexican Home
Tempo:
107.1 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
F
Ab
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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The right thing, I would say.
[Bb] [Bbm] You know, I, [A] um, I've gone out and [Ab] played shows with John Prine since then.
And I've always preferred a lot of these little songs together.
Well, they're not little, [Ab] they're average sized songs.
I like the songs, they're nice old [N] classic country songs.
I wasn't there at the time, but I just thought when I was fishing through my little box there for my pick,
I [Bb] looked up in 92, I've gone like 20 years, you know.
[Ab] And, uh, just recently, I, John was [Gb] watching me play and later I walked off stage and he goes,
you know, I was, what's in that little box?
[Bb]
I [Eb] thought, my God, I'm a smart guy.
I mean, I've been out there 20 years, and [Bb] what's in that little box?
So, [Eb]
[Bb] of course I didn't tell him.
[N] Anyhow, this, uh, I think I'm gonna do a John Prine song.
One of our favorite people, John Prine.
[Bb] Sweet guy.
Got so [Eb] hot last night, I swear [Bb] he hardly [Eb] breathed.
[Bb] He'd lighten and burn the [F] sky like alcohol.
[Bb] I [F]
[Bb] sat on the [Eb] floor without my [Bb] shoes and I watched the cars [Eb] roll by.
[Bb] As the headlights raced through the [F] corner of the kitchen [Bb] wall.
[Eb] Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of me.
[F]
[Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at once, [Bb] it's not ten miles [Eb] away.
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
[F]
[Bb] My God, I [Eb] cried so hard last [Bb] night, he could die in this [Eb] living room.
[Bb] Take the fan out the [F] window, brought that door [Bb] back with egg room.
[F]
[Bb] With the QQ [Eb] Club's done, died of [Bb] shock.
He knocked on these windows, [Eb] feel no pain.
[Bb] And he hears about a stale [F] straw on a [Bb] funeral train.
[Eb] [Bb] Mama knew your girl's here [Eb] far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] [Bb] Searching for the sacred core of the burn inside [Am] of me.
Feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten miles [Eb] away.
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
[F]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] My father [Eb] died on a portrait side [Bb] on in August [Eb] afternoon.
I [Bb] sit firm and I cried [F] when I ran by the light [Bb] of the [F] moon.
Well, it's a perfect [Eb] step right [Bb] up to my every life's [Eb] end.
[Bb] Well, the sun's going [F] down and the moon's just [Bb] holding its breath.
[Eb] Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of [Am] me.
[Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten [Eb] miles away.
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] Kenhom.
[Eb]
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] Kenhom.
[N]
[Bb] [Bbm] You know, I, [A] um, I've gone out and [Ab] played shows with John Prine since then.
And I've always preferred a lot of these little songs together.
Well, they're not little, [Ab] they're average sized songs.
I like the songs, they're nice old [N] classic country songs.
I wasn't there at the time, but I just thought when I was fishing through my little box there for my pick,
I [Bb] looked up in 92, I've gone like 20 years, you know.
[Ab] And, uh, just recently, I, John was [Gb] watching me play and later I walked off stage and he goes,
you know, I was, what's in that little box?
[Bb]
I [Eb] thought, my God, I'm a smart guy.
I mean, I've been out there 20 years, and [Bb] what's in that little box?
So, [Eb]
[Bb] of course I didn't tell him.
[N] Anyhow, this, uh, I think I'm gonna do a John Prine song.
One of our favorite people, John Prine.
[Bb] Sweet guy.
Got so [Eb] hot last night, I swear [Bb] he hardly [Eb] breathed.
[Bb] He'd lighten and burn the [F] sky like alcohol.
[Bb] I [F]
[Bb] sat on the [Eb] floor without my [Bb] shoes and I watched the cars [Eb] roll by.
[Bb] As the headlights raced through the [F] corner of the kitchen [Bb] wall.
[Eb] Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of me.
[F]
[Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at once, [Bb] it's not ten miles [Eb] away.
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
[F]
[Bb] My God, I [Eb] cried so hard last [Bb] night, he could die in this [Eb] living room.
[Bb] Take the fan out the [F] window, brought that door [Bb] back with egg room.
[F]
[Bb] With the QQ [Eb] Club's done, died of [Bb] shock.
He knocked on these windows, [Eb] feel no pain.
[Bb] And he hears about a stale [F] straw on a [Bb] funeral train.
[Eb] [Bb] Mama knew your girl's here [Eb] far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] [Bb] Searching for the sacred core of the burn inside [Am] of me.
Feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten miles [Eb] away.
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
[F]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] My father [Eb] died on a portrait side [Bb] on in August [Eb] afternoon.
I [Bb] sit firm and I cried [F] when I ran by the light [Bb] of the [F] moon.
Well, it's a perfect [Eb] step right [Bb] up to my every life's [Eb] end.
[Bb] Well, the sun's going [F] down and the moon's just [Bb] holding its breath.
[Eb] Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of [Am] me.
[Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten [Eb] miles away.
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] Kenhom.
[Eb]
[Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] Kenhom.
[N]
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The right thing, I would say. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ [Bbm] You know, I, [A] um, _ _ I've gone out and [Ab] played shows with John Prine since then.
_ And I've always preferred a lot of these little songs together.
Well, they're not little, [Ab] they're average sized songs.
_ I like the songs, they're nice old [N] classic country songs.
I wasn't there at the time, but I just thought when I was fishing through my little box there for my pick,
I _ [Bb] looked up in 92, I've gone like 20 years, you know.
_ [Ab] And, uh, just recently, I, John was [Gb] watching me play and later I walked off stage and he goes,
you know, I was, what's in that little box?
[Bb] _ _
I [Eb] thought, my God, I'm a smart guy.
I mean, I've been out there 20 years, and [Bb] _ what's in that little box?
So, [Eb] _
[Bb] of course I didn't tell him. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] Anyhow, this, uh, I think I'm gonna do a John Prine song.
One of our favorite people, John Prine.
[Bb] _ _ _ _ Sweet guy. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Got so [Eb] hot last night, I swear [Bb] _ he hardly [Eb] _ breathed.
[Bb] He'd lighten and burn the [F] sky like alcohol.
[Bb] I _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Bb] sat on the [Eb] floor without my [Bb] shoes and I watched the cars [Eb] roll by. _
[Bb] As the headlights raced through the [F] corner of the kitchen [Bb] wall. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] _ _ far [Bb] across the sea.
_ [Eb] _ I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of me.
[F] _ _
_ [Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at once, [Bb] it's not ten miles [Eb] away. _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
_ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] My God, I [Eb] cried so hard last [Bb] night, he could die in this [Eb] living room.
[Bb] Take the fan out the [F] window, brought that door [Bb] back with egg room.
_ [F] _ _
[Bb] With the QQ [Eb] Club's done, died of [Bb] shock.
He knocked on these windows, [Eb] feel no pain.
[Bb] And he hears about a stale [F] straw on a [Bb] _ funeral train. _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] Mama knew your girl's here [Eb] _ _ far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] Searching for the sacred core of the burn inside [Am] of me.
_ _ Feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten miles [Eb] away. _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
_ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Bb] My father [Eb] died on a portrait side [Bb] on in August [Eb] afternoon.
I [Bb] sit firm and I cried [F] when I ran by the light [Bb] of the _ [F] moon. _ _
Well, it's a perfect _ [Eb] step right [Bb] up to my every life's [Eb] end. _ _
[Bb] Well, the sun's going [F] down and the moon's just [Bb] holding its breath. _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] far _ [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] _ I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of [Am] me. _ _
_ [Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten [Eb] miles away. _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] Kenhom.
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] _ Kenhom. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ [Bbm] You know, I, [A] um, _ _ I've gone out and [Ab] played shows with John Prine since then.
_ And I've always preferred a lot of these little songs together.
Well, they're not little, [Ab] they're average sized songs.
_ I like the songs, they're nice old [N] classic country songs.
I wasn't there at the time, but I just thought when I was fishing through my little box there for my pick,
I _ [Bb] looked up in 92, I've gone like 20 years, you know.
_ [Ab] And, uh, just recently, I, John was [Gb] watching me play and later I walked off stage and he goes,
you know, I was, what's in that little box?
[Bb] _ _
I [Eb] thought, my God, I'm a smart guy.
I mean, I've been out there 20 years, and [Bb] _ what's in that little box?
So, [Eb] _
[Bb] of course I didn't tell him. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] Anyhow, this, uh, I think I'm gonna do a John Prine song.
One of our favorite people, John Prine.
[Bb] _ _ _ _ Sweet guy. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Got so [Eb] hot last night, I swear [Bb] _ he hardly [Eb] _ breathed.
[Bb] He'd lighten and burn the [F] sky like alcohol.
[Bb] I _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Bb] sat on the [Eb] floor without my [Bb] shoes and I watched the cars [Eb] roll by. _
[Bb] As the headlights raced through the [F] corner of the kitchen [Bb] wall. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] _ _ far [Bb] across the sea.
_ [Eb] _ I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of me.
[F] _ _
_ [Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at once, [Bb] it's not ten miles [Eb] away. _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
_ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] My God, I [Eb] cried so hard last [Bb] night, he could die in this [Eb] living room.
[Bb] Take the fan out the [F] window, brought that door [Bb] back with egg room.
_ [F] _ _
[Bb] With the QQ [Eb] Club's done, died of [Bb] shock.
He knocked on these windows, [Eb] feel no pain.
[Bb] And he hears about a stale [F] straw on a [Bb] _ funeral train. _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] Mama knew your girl's here [Eb] _ _ far [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] Searching for the sacred core of the burn inside [Am] of me.
_ _ Feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten miles [Eb] away. _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way [Bb] to Kenhom.
_ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Bb] My father [Eb] died on a portrait side [Bb] on in August [Eb] afternoon.
I [Bb] sit firm and I cried [F] when I ran by the light [Bb] of the _ [F] moon. _ _
Well, it's a perfect _ [Eb] step right [Bb] up to my every life's [Eb] end. _ _
[Bb] Well, the sun's going [F] down and the moon's just [Bb] holding its breath. _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ Mama [Bb] knew your girl's here [Eb] far _ [Bb] across the sea.
[Eb] _ I'm searching [Bb] for the sacred core of the burn inside of [Am] me. _ _
_ [Bb] I feel a [Eb] storm all at [Bb] once, it's not ten [Eb] miles away. _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] Kenhom.
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] I'm broaching [F] my way to [Bb] _ Kenhom. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _