Chords for James McMurtry - Hurricane Party

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

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