Chords for Jordie Lane - I Could Die Looking at You
Tempo:
113.35 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[Am]
[D]
[A] [D]
[Bm] [D] [A] [D]
She was a great great granddaughter to Clancy the [Bm] overflow.
[D]
He a good friend from way back then of the bush poet [Bm] named Banjo.
[D] We went out drinking dark ale.
She said, you know I'm [Bm] a poet too.
But [Em] all I could murmur [D] [G] back to [A] her was [F#m] I [D] could die looking at you.
I [G] could die [A] [D] looking at you.
[Am] [D]
Well on the road you put your trust in strangers and take [Bm] wrong [D] turns.
With too much time to think and far too many drinks but locked away the whiskey [Bm] burns.
[D] Then like a bird you swooped down you edged closer and off [Bm] you flew.
[D] It was [Em] lucky you didn't [G] stay there with [A] me.
For I [D] could have died [G] [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] [D] looking at you.
[B] [A]
[B] [A] [D]
[Bm] [G]
[D] [F#m]
[D] This three day love affair was over now it all felt like a [Bm] dream.
[D] Those sweet drunken mornings down in the Ville's dirty [Bm] CBD.
Will [D]
I ever drove the northern plains and see the ghost of Clancy [Bm] riding through.
Cause [Em] for now I'm flying [G] south [D] back [A] home.
Just thinking that I [D] almost died [G] [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] [D]
looking at you.
Of the
[G] [D] overflow.
Just like [G] Banjo I'm stuck back in the city where people don't have [D] time to grow.
[G]
[D] Was it [F#m] Morocco or Spain where they said we'd run away [G] to leave our woes and start something new.
[D] Or [Em] maybe when we're old [D] we'll meet [A] again.
[F#m] [A]
Yeah we'll meet again.
And then I [D] can die looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] [D] looking at you.
I could die [G]
[D] looking at you.
I [G] could die [A]
just [D] looking at you.
[G] [D] [G] [D]
[Am]
[D]
[A] [D]
[Bm] [D] [A] [D]
She was a great great granddaughter to Clancy the [Bm] overflow.
[D]
He a good friend from way back then of the bush poet [Bm] named Banjo.
[D] We went out drinking dark ale.
She said, you know I'm [Bm] a poet too.
But [Em] all I could murmur [D] [G] back to [A] her was [F#m] I [D] could die looking at you.
I [G] could die [A] [D] looking at you.
[Am] [D]
Well on the road you put your trust in strangers and take [Bm] wrong [D] turns.
With too much time to think and far too many drinks but locked away the whiskey [Bm] burns.
[D] Then like a bird you swooped down you edged closer and off [Bm] you flew.
[D] It was [Em] lucky you didn't [G] stay there with [A] me.
For I [D] could have died [G] [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] [D] looking at you.
[B] [A]
[B] [A] [D]
[Bm] [G]
[D] [F#m]
[D] This three day love affair was over now it all felt like a [Bm] dream.
[D] Those sweet drunken mornings down in the Ville's dirty [Bm] CBD.
Will [D]
I ever drove the northern plains and see the ghost of Clancy [Bm] riding through.
Cause [Em] for now I'm flying [G] south [D] back [A] home.
Just thinking that I [D] almost died [G] [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] [D]
looking at you.
Of the
[G] [D] overflow.
Just like [G] Banjo I'm stuck back in the city where people don't have [D] time to grow.
[G]
[D] Was it [F#m] Morocco or Spain where they said we'd run away [G] to leave our woes and start something new.
[D] Or [Em] maybe when we're old [D] we'll meet [A] again.
[F#m] [A]
Yeah we'll meet again.
And then I [D] can die looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] [D] looking at you.
I could die [G]
[D] looking at you.
I [G] could die [A]
just [D] looking at you.
[G] [D] [G] [D]
Key:
D
G
A
Bm
Em
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
She was a great great granddaughter to Clancy the [Bm] overflow.
_ [D] _ _
_ He a good friend from way back then of the bush poet _ [Bm] named Banjo.
_ _ [D] We went out drinking dark ale.
She said, you know I'm [Bm] a poet too.
_ But [Em] all I could murmur [D] [G] back to [A] her _ _ was _ [F#m] I [D] could die _ _ looking at you.
I [G] could die _ [A] _ [D] looking at you. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
Well on the road you put your trust in strangers and take [Bm] wrong _ [D] turns.
With too much time to think and far too many drinks but locked away the whiskey [Bm] _ burns.
_ [D] Then like a bird you swooped down you edged closer and off [Bm] you flew.
[D] _ _ It was [Em] lucky you didn't [G] stay there with [A] me.
_ _ _ For I [D] could have died [G] _ _ [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die _ [A] _ [D] looking at you. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ This three day love affair was over now it all felt like a [Bm] dream.
_ _ _ [D] Those sweet drunken mornings down in the Ville's dirty [Bm] CBD.
_ Will [D]
I ever drove the northern plains and see the ghost of Clancy [Bm] riding through.
_ Cause [Em] for now I'm flying [G] south [D] back [A] home.
_ Just thinking that I [D] almost died _ [G] _ [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die _ [A] _ [D]
looking at you.
Of the _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] overflow.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just like [G] _ Banjo I'm stuck back in the city where people don't have [D] time to grow.
[G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ Was it [F#m] Morocco _ or Spain where they said we'd run away [G] to leave our woes and start something new. _
_ [D] Or [Em] maybe when we're old [D] we'll meet _ [A] again.
_ [F#m] _ [A] _
_ Yeah we'll meet again. _
_ _ _ And then I [D] can die _ _ looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] _ [D] looking at you.
I could die [G] _
[D] looking at you.
I [G] could die [A]
just [D] looking at you.
[G] _ _ [D] _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
She was a great great granddaughter to Clancy the [Bm] overflow.
_ [D] _ _
_ He a good friend from way back then of the bush poet _ [Bm] named Banjo.
_ _ [D] We went out drinking dark ale.
She said, you know I'm [Bm] a poet too.
_ But [Em] all I could murmur [D] [G] back to [A] her _ _ was _ [F#m] I [D] could die _ _ looking at you.
I [G] could die _ [A] _ [D] looking at you. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
Well on the road you put your trust in strangers and take [Bm] wrong _ [D] turns.
With too much time to think and far too many drinks but locked away the whiskey [Bm] _ burns.
_ [D] Then like a bird you swooped down you edged closer and off [Bm] you flew.
[D] _ _ It was [Em] lucky you didn't [G] stay there with [A] me.
_ _ _ For I [D] could have died [G] _ _ [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die _ [A] _ [D] looking at you. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ This three day love affair was over now it all felt like a [Bm] dream.
_ _ _ [D] Those sweet drunken mornings down in the Ville's dirty [Bm] CBD.
_ Will [D]
I ever drove the northern plains and see the ghost of Clancy [Bm] riding through.
_ Cause [Em] for now I'm flying [G] south [D] back [A] home.
_ Just thinking that I [D] almost died _ [G] _ [D] looking at you.
I could [G] die _ [A] _ [D]
looking at you.
Of the _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] overflow.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just like [G] _ Banjo I'm stuck back in the city where people don't have [D] time to grow.
[G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ Was it [F#m] Morocco _ or Spain where they said we'd run away [G] to leave our woes and start something new. _
_ [D] Or [Em] maybe when we're old [D] we'll meet _ [A] again.
_ [F#m] _ [A] _
_ Yeah we'll meet again. _
_ _ _ And then I [D] can die _ _ looking at you.
I could [G] die [A] _ [D] looking at you.
I could die [G] _
[D] looking at you.
I [G] could die [A]
just [D] looking at you.
[G] _ _ [D] _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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