Chords for Kingston Trio-Thirsty Boots

Tempo:
99.5 bpm
Chords used:

A

D

F#m

Bm

E

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Kingston Trio-Thirsty Boots chords
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[F#m]
[Bm] [E] [A]
You've long been on the open [D] road, sleeping [A] in the rain.
From the dirty [F#m] words and muddy cells, [Bm] your clothes are [E] dark and stained.
[A] What the dirty words, the muddy cells, [D] will soon be [A] judged insane.
So only [D] stop and rest [F#m] yourself, till you be [E] off again.
[A] And take off your [D] thirsty [A] boots and stay for [D] a while.
[A] Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm] from a [E] dusty mile.
[A] And maybe I [D] can make you [A] laugh, maybe I [D] can try.
[A] Looking for [F#m] the evening, [Bm] [E] and a minute in [A] your eye.
[F#m]
[Bm] [E]
[A] Then tell me of the ones you've [D] seen as far as you [A] can see.
Across the plains [F#m] from field to [Bm] town, marching [E] to be free.
[A] And of the rusted prison [D] gates that tumble [A] by degree.
Like laughing children, [D]
one by [Bm] one, they look like [E] you and me.
[A] And take [D] off your thirsty boots [A] and stay [D] for a while.
[A]
Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm]
from a [E] dusty mile.
And maybe I [D] can make you [A] laugh, maybe I [D] can try.
I are [A]
just looking [F#m] for the evening, [Bm]
and the [E] morning in [A] your eyes.
[F#m] [Bm]
[B] [A] I know you are no stranger down [D] the crooked [A] rainbow trail.
From dancing [F#m] cliff edge shattered cells [Bm] of slandered [F#m] shackled [E] jails.
[A] But the voices ring up from below [D] as the walls are [A] being scaled.
Yes, in all of [D] this and more, my [Bm] friend, your song [E] shall not be [C#m] failed.
[A] And take off your [D] thirsty [A] boots and stay [D] for a while.
[A] Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm] from a [E] dusty mile.
[A] And maybe I [D] can make [A] you laugh, maybe [D] I can try.
[A] I am just looking [F#m] for the evening, [Bm] [E] and the morning in [A] your eyes.
[F#m]
[Bm] [E]
[A]
[D] [A]
[F#m]
[Bm] [E]
[A]
[D] [A]
[D]
[Bm] [E]
[A] And take [D] off your thirsty boots [A] and stay [D] for a while.
[A] Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm]
from a [E] dusty mile.
[A] And maybe I [D] can make you [A] laugh, maybe I [D] can try.
[A]
[F#m] Looking for the evening, [Bm]
and the [E] morning.
[A]
[F#m] [Bm]
[E] [A]
[F#m] Looking for the evening, [Bm]
[E] and the morning.
[A]
[F#m] [Bm]
[E]
[N]
Damn, that's good.
It's
[A#]
[D] [A]
been, a lot of [B] people have been saying,
[F#] why, why break up now, [G] just when things are getting bad?
And, no, it's true, we could have gone on, you know,
[D]
laying in breakneck New Jersey for [B] 10, 15 years.
[A] But, you know, it's great to have memories,
but to [D] live in the past is a little weird, you know.
And [G]
music is an ever-changing adventure.
If you don't go with it,
[A] you [F#m] start smelling like [F] Dane's chicken soup after a while.
[N]
But through the whole thing, the differences we've had,
we've never been that close, Frank and I.
I'll admit it, we've never, we've had,
but he's really been a good friend through the whole thing.
And a more honest man never lived,
and you can say that about very few people.
No offense, Bob.
And let's have a big hand for Frank Weber.
[D]
So this is for Frank,
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1231
D
1321
F#m
123111112
Bm
13421112
E
2311
A
1231
D
1321
F#m
123111112
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_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A]
You've long been on the open [D] road, sleeping [A] in the rain.
From the dirty [F#m] words and muddy cells, [Bm] your clothes are [E] dark and stained.
[A] What the dirty words, the muddy cells, [D] will soon be [A] judged insane.
So only [D] stop and rest [F#m] yourself, till you be [E] off again. _ _
_ _ [A] And take off your [D] thirsty [A] boots and stay for [D] a while.
[A] Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm] _ from a [E] dusty mile.
[A] And maybe I [D] can make you [A] laugh, maybe I [D] can try.
[A] _ Looking for [F#m] the evening, [Bm] _ _ [E] and a minute in [A] your eye.
_ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] Then tell me of the ones you've [D] seen as far as you [A] can see.
_ Across the plains [F#m] from field to [Bm] town, marching [E] to be free.
[A] And of the rusted prison [D] gates that tumble [A] by degree.
Like laughing children, [D]
one by [Bm] one, they look like [E] you and me.
_ [A] _ _ And take [D] off your thirsty boots [A] and stay [D] for a while.
_ [A]
Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm]
from a [E] dusty mile.
And maybe I [D] can make you [A] laugh, maybe I [D] can try.
I are [A]
just looking [F#m] for the evening, [Bm] _
and the [E] morning in [A] your eyes.
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [B] _ _ _ [A] I know you are no stranger down [D] the crooked [A] rainbow trail.
From dancing [F#m] cliff edge shattered cells [Bm] of slandered [F#m] shackled [E] jails.
[A] But the voices ring up from below [D] as the walls are [A] being scaled.
Yes, in all of [D] this and more, my [Bm] friend, your song [E] shall not be [C#m] failed.
_ _ [A] And take off your [D] thirsty [A] boots and stay [D] for a while.
[A] Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm] from a [E] dusty mile.
[A] And maybe I [D] can make [A] you laugh, maybe [D] I can try.
[A] I am just looking [F#m] for the evening, [Bm] _ _ [E] and the morning in [A] your eyes.
[F#m] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [A] And take [D] off your thirsty boots [A] and stay [D] for a while.
[A] Your feet are [F#m] hot and weary [Bm] _
from a [E] dusty mile.
[A] And maybe I [D] can make you [A] laugh, maybe I [D] can try.
[A] _
[F#m] Looking for the evening, [Bm] _
and the [E] morning.
_ [A] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
[F#m] Looking for the evening, [Bm] _
_ [E] and the morning.
_ [A] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
Damn, that's good.
It's _ _ _
_ _ [A#] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
been, a lot of [B] people have been saying,
[F#] why, why break up now, [G] just when things are getting bad?
And, no, it's true, we could have gone on, you know,
[D]
laying in breakneck New Jersey for [B] 10, 15 years.
[A] But, you know, it's great to have memories,
but to [D] live in the past is a little weird, you know.
_ And _ [G]
music is an ever-changing adventure.
If you don't go with it,
[A] you [F#m] start smelling like [F] Dane's chicken soup after a while.
[N] _ _ _
But through the whole thing, the differences we've had,
we've never been that close, Frank and I.
_ I'll admit it, we've never, we've had,
but he's really been a good friend through the whole thing.
_ And a more honest man never lived,
and you can say that about very few people.
No offense, Bob.
_ And let's have a big hand for Frank Weber. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ So this is for Frank,

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