Chords for Joe Bonamassa - Driving Towards the Daylight (Lyrics)
Tempo:
76.525 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Fm
Db
Ab
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Fm] [Ab]
[Eb] [Db]
[Fm] [Ab]
[Eb] [Db] I look upon [Fm] the mountain, waiting [Ab] on the train.
[Eb] Baby, I know I was wrong, [Db] and it still happened again.
[Fm] Waiting on [Ab] my destiny,
[Eb] learning from [Db] my abilities.
[Fm] Who was [Ab] wrong and who was right?
[Eb] Do you even know [Db] why we're fighting?
[Fm] So take your [Ab] eyes off of me, [Eb] look upon [Db] the churning sea.
[F] Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, running from the [Eb] midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Fm] [F] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] home.
[Fm] The rusted strings [Ab] on my old guitar
[Eb] speaks volumes [Db] of who you are.
[Fm] You never [Ab] did I think it [Eb] was you.
It was me, one of [Db] the chosen few.
[Fm]
Who will it [Ab] be on the next [Eb] time?
Hopefully one [Db] with more sense of mind.
[Fm] So where did [Ab] you go?
Always we'll [Eb] see.
It's a story of [Db] you and me.
[Fm] Driving towards the [Ab] daylight, running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Fm] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] home.
[Fm] [Db]
[Fm] [F] [Eb] [Bb]
[Fm] [Db]
[Fm] [Eb] [Bb]
[Fm] Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Eb] [Fm] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Eb] [Fm] Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, running from the [Eb] midnight,
trying to get [Db] my way home.
[E] [Bb] [Fm] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Fm] [Ab] [Eb]
[Db] [Fm]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Db]
[Eb] [Db]
[Fm] [Ab]
[Eb] [Db] I look upon [Fm] the mountain, waiting [Ab] on the train.
[Eb] Baby, I know I was wrong, [Db] and it still happened again.
[Fm] Waiting on [Ab] my destiny,
[Eb] learning from [Db] my abilities.
[Fm] Who was [Ab] wrong and who was right?
[Eb] Do you even know [Db] why we're fighting?
[Fm] So take your [Ab] eyes off of me, [Eb] look upon [Db] the churning sea.
[F] Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, running from the [Eb] midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Fm] [F] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] home.
[Fm] The rusted strings [Ab] on my old guitar
[Eb] speaks volumes [Db] of who you are.
[Fm] You never [Ab] did I think it [Eb] was you.
It was me, one of [Db] the chosen few.
[Fm]
Who will it [Ab] be on the next [Eb] time?
Hopefully one [Db] with more sense of mind.
[Fm] So where did [Ab] you go?
Always we'll [Eb] see.
It's a story of [Db] you and me.
[Fm] Driving towards the [Ab] daylight, running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Fm] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] home.
[Fm] [Db]
[Fm] [F] [Eb] [Bb]
[Fm] [Db]
[Fm] [Eb] [Bb]
[Fm] Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Eb] [Fm] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Eb] [Fm] Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, running from the [Eb] midnight,
trying to get [Db] my way home.
[E] [Bb] [Fm] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
[Fm] [Ab] [Eb]
[Db] [Fm]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Db]
Key:
Eb
Fm
Db
Ab
F
Eb
Fm
Db
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ I look upon [Fm] the mountain, waiting [Ab] on the train. _
[Eb] Baby, I know I was wrong, [Db] and it still happened again. _
[Fm] _ _ Waiting on [Ab] my destiny, _
[Eb] _ learning from [Db] my abilities. _
[Fm] _ Who was [Ab] wrong and who was right?
[Eb] Do you even know [Db] why we're fighting? _
[Fm] _ So take your [Ab] eyes _ off of me, [Eb] _ _ look upon [Db] the churning sea. _
[F] _ _ Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, _ running from the [Eb] midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home. _
[Fm] _ _ [F] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] _ home. _
[Fm] _ The rusted strings [Ab] on my old guitar
[Eb] _ speaks volumes [Db] of who you are.
[Fm] _ You never [Ab] did I think it [Eb] was you.
It was me, one of [Db] the chosen few.
[Fm] _
_ Who will it [Ab] be on the next [Eb] time?
_ Hopefully one [Db] with more sense of mind.
[Fm] _ So where did [Ab] you go?
Always we'll [Eb] see.
It's a story of [Db] you and me.
[Fm] _ _ Driving towards the [Ab] daylight, _ running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home. _ _
[Fm] _ _ Running from the [Ab] spotlight, _ trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] home. _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
[Fm] _ [F] _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
[Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, _ running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
_ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ Running from the [Ab] spotlight, _ trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
_ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, _ running from the [Eb] midnight,
_ trying to get [Db] my way home.
[E] _ [Bb] _ [Fm] _ Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ I look upon [Fm] the mountain, waiting [Ab] on the train. _
[Eb] Baby, I know I was wrong, [Db] and it still happened again. _
[Fm] _ _ Waiting on [Ab] my destiny, _
[Eb] _ learning from [Db] my abilities. _
[Fm] _ Who was [Ab] wrong and who was right?
[Eb] Do you even know [Db] why we're fighting? _
[Fm] _ So take your [Ab] eyes _ off of me, [Eb] _ _ look upon [Db] the churning sea. _
[F] _ _ Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, _ running from the [Eb] midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home. _
[Fm] _ _ [F] Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] _ home. _
[Fm] _ The rusted strings [Ab] on my old guitar
[Eb] _ speaks volumes [Db] of who you are.
[Fm] _ You never [Ab] did I think it [Eb] was you.
It was me, one of [Db] the chosen few.
[Fm] _
_ Who will it [Ab] be on the next [Eb] time?
_ Hopefully one [Db] with more sense of mind.
[Fm] _ So where did [Ab] you go?
Always we'll [Eb] see.
It's a story of [Db] you and me.
[Fm] _ _ Driving towards the [Ab] daylight, _ running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home. _ _
[Fm] _ _ Running from the [Ab] spotlight, _ trying to find the [Eb] daylight,
trying to get back [Db] home. _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
[Fm] _ [F] _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
[Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, _ running from [Eb] the midnight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
_ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ Running from the [Ab] spotlight, _ trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
_ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ Driving towards [Ab] the daylight, _ running from the [Eb] midnight,
_ trying to get [Db] my way home.
[E] _ [Bb] _ [Fm] _ Running from the [Ab] spotlight, trying to find [Eb] the daylight,
trying to get my [Db] way home.
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _