The 33Rd Of August Chords by Joan Baez
Tempo:
97.65 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Am
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] Lord,
[G]
today there's no salvation.
[C] The bands packed up and gone [D] left me standing with my pennies in [G] my [C] hand.
There's a big crowd at the station where a blind man sings his song.
[D] But he can see what they can't [G] understand.
[C] It's the 33rd list and I'm finally touching [G] down.
[Am] Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me Saturday [G] bound.
Once I stumbled through the darkness, [C] tumbled to my [D] knees.
Thousand voices screaming [G] in my brain.
I woke up in a squad car, [C] busted down for vagrancy.
[D] Outside myself, sure as hell, [G] it looked like rain.
[Bm] [C] It's the 33rd of August and I'm finally touching [G] down.
[Am] Eight days till Sunday flies [D] me Saturday [G] bound.
I, with my dangerous feelings, [C] under lock and chain,
[D] killed my violent nature with [G] a smile.
Though the demons danced and sang their songs [C] within my fevered brain,
[D] not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were [G] defied.
[C] It's the 33rd of August and I'm finally [G] touching down.
[Am] Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me Saturday [G] bound.
[N]
[G]
today there's no salvation.
[C] The bands packed up and gone [D] left me standing with my pennies in [G] my [C] hand.
There's a big crowd at the station where a blind man sings his song.
[D] But he can see what they can't [G] understand.
[C] It's the 33rd list and I'm finally touching [G] down.
[Am] Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me Saturday [G] bound.
Once I stumbled through the darkness, [C] tumbled to my [D] knees.
Thousand voices screaming [G] in my brain.
I woke up in a squad car, [C] busted down for vagrancy.
[D] Outside myself, sure as hell, [G] it looked like rain.
[Bm] [C] It's the 33rd of August and I'm finally touching [G] down.
[Am] Eight days till Sunday flies [D] me Saturday [G] bound.
I, with my dangerous feelings, [C] under lock and chain,
[D] killed my violent nature with [G] a smile.
Though the demons danced and sang their songs [C] within my fevered brain,
[D] not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were [G] defied.
[C] It's the 33rd of August and I'm finally [G] touching down.
[Am] Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me Saturday [G] bound.
[N]
Key:
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Am
Bm
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C
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[G] _ _ _ Lord, _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ today there's no salvation.
_ _ _ [C] The bands packed up and gone _ _ [D] left me standing with my _ _ pennies in [G] my _ [C] hand. _
_ There's a big crowd at the station _ where a blind man sings his song.
_ [D] But he can see what they can't _ [G] understand. _ _
_ _ _ [C] It's the _ 33rd _ _ list and I'm finally touching [G] down. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me _ Saturday [G] bound. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Once I stumbled through the darkness, _ _ [C] _ tumbled to my _ _ _ _ [D] knees.
Thousand voices screaming _ [G] in my brain.
_ _ _ _ I woke up in a squad car, [C] busted down for vagrancy.
_ _ _ [D] _ Outside myself, sure as hell, [G] it looked like rain.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] [C] It's the _ 33rd of August and I'm finally touching [G] down. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] Eight days till Sunday flies [D] me _ Saturday [G] bound. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I, with my dangerous feelings, _ _ [C] _ under lock and _ chain,
_ [D] _ killed my violent nature _ with [G] a smile. _
_ _ _ _ Though the demons danced and sang their songs [C] within my fevered brain,
_ _ [D] not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were [G] _ defied.
_ _ _ [C] It's the _ 33rd of _ August and I'm finally [G] touching down. _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me Saturday [G] bound. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ today there's no salvation.
_ _ _ [C] The bands packed up and gone _ _ [D] left me standing with my _ _ pennies in [G] my _ [C] hand. _
_ There's a big crowd at the station _ where a blind man sings his song.
_ [D] But he can see what they can't _ [G] understand. _ _
_ _ _ [C] It's the _ 33rd _ _ list and I'm finally touching [G] down. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me _ Saturday [G] bound. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Once I stumbled through the darkness, _ _ [C] _ tumbled to my _ _ _ _ [D] knees.
Thousand voices screaming _ [G] in my brain.
_ _ _ _ I woke up in a squad car, [C] busted down for vagrancy.
_ _ _ [D] _ Outside myself, sure as hell, [G] it looked like rain.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] [C] It's the _ 33rd of August and I'm finally touching [G] down. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] Eight days till Sunday flies [D] me _ Saturday [G] bound. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I, with my dangerous feelings, _ _ [C] _ under lock and _ chain,
_ [D] _ killed my violent nature _ with [G] a smile. _
_ _ _ _ Though the demons danced and sang their songs [C] within my fevered brain,
_ _ [D] not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were [G] _ defied.
_ _ _ [C] It's the _ 33rd of _ August and I'm finally [G] touching down. _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ Eight days till Sunday leaves [D] me Saturday [G] bound. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _