Chords for John Baumann "Gulf Moon" Full Acoustic Performance on The Texas Music Scene

[Bm] _ _ _ [G] Here now is a very [A]
special full performance from [D] Jack Ingram's songwriter series.
It's John [Em] Bowman doing Gulf Moon. _
Gulf [A] Moon's a song I wrote in my [Em] house a few years ago and it's one of those songs I wrote
[E] and rewrote and rewrote probably seven [A] or eight times before I was ever really happy with it.
It just takes you along [D] kind of the seawall in [A] Galveston, talk about the Balinese pier,
[Bm] kind of looking at oil rig [G] refineries at night.
I'm always trying to paint a picture [A] as best I can.
I like [D] to put myself in another person's shoes or in a room somewhere and just take
a note of [A] things, _ [Bm] just being observant and [G] just kind of talking about them in your [A] own
_ native tongue, [E] kind of a natural [D] thing.
And it is a goal and I feel like that [Dm] might be when I'm at my best, [F#] hopefully. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [F#] _ _ Here now is a very special full performance from Jack Ingram's songwriter series.
It's John Bowman doing Gulf _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [F#] _ _ Moon.
to the ties that bind.
They don't care for the carny man or the [B] fortune teller who reads
your hand.
They just _ [C#] beeline for a bungalow [F#] where curtains all flutter and candles glow
[D#] in the _ heart of June, [G#] _ [C#] _ [B] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ beneath a gulf [F#] moon. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ And [F#] here I'm on a [C#] midnight _ [B] porch, looking
up at a butane [C#] torch that hangs behind [F#] a black expanse [B] where the stars flicker and
the planets [C#] dance.
It's probably time I pack it in, [B] got a glass half full of [D#m] Jameson.
Well, I [D#] was born to [G#] _ [C#] croon [B] _ _
_ _ [C#] beneath a gulf [F#m] moon. _
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Down by the [C#] jetty near the [F#] Balinese pier,
the [B] curmudgeons all drink the yellow belly beer.
And they bitch about [C#] the price of gas
[F#] and the fish that they cannot seem to catch.
They blame it on them islands way down south,
[B] from the bayou marsh in a delta mouth where the choppers all roll [C#] and the tankers all
come.
[F#] And at midnight days for the oil drum, they [D#] can't leave [D#m] too _ [G#] soon [C#] _
[B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ beneath a gulf [F#] moon.
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