Border Of The Quarter Chords by Leon Redbone
Tempo:
99.05 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
F
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
do that.
[Ab] Hello, [Eb] I
[Bb] [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
Where the air's so thick and sweet,
feels like Lebanon's around [Ab] me.
Lazy trees and ocean breeze, rainy evenings listening,
[Eb] the music oozing out of every door.
It's [Fm] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
[Ab] I used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
But [Ab] even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the [Ab] song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh from home.
[Eb] There's something about the way
the women walk in New Orleans.
Or maybe it's just me,
cuz I'm in love with all the scenes
[Ab] out of the bedroom by the balcony.
Laughter lifting from the [Eb] streets,
forgetting what my pocket watch is for.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place [Gb] like I've ever [Bb] been before.
[Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb]
[Bb]
[Ab] [Eb] I
[Ab] used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
[Ab] But even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh [F] from home.
I [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
The house so packed and sweet,
[Ebm] feels like loving arms around me.
[Ab] Lazy trees and ocean breeze,
rainy evenings listening [Eb] to music
oozing out of every door.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order
[Ab] inside the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
[Eb] [Db] [Gbm] [Ab]
[Ab] Hello, [Eb] I
[Bb] [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
Where the air's so thick and sweet,
feels like Lebanon's around [Ab] me.
Lazy trees and ocean breeze, rainy evenings listening,
[Eb] the music oozing out of every door.
It's [Fm] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
[Ab] I used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
But [Ab] even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the [Ab] song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh from home.
[Eb] There's something about the way
the women walk in New Orleans.
Or maybe it's just me,
cuz I'm in love with all the scenes
[Ab] out of the bedroom by the balcony.
Laughter lifting from the [Eb] streets,
forgetting what my pocket watch is for.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place [Gb] like I've ever [Bb] been before.
[Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb]
[Bb]
[Ab] [Eb] I
[Ab] used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
[Ab] But even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh [F] from home.
I [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
The house so packed and sweet,
[Ebm] feels like loving arms around me.
[Ab] Lazy trees and ocean breeze,
rainy evenings listening [Eb] to music
oozing out of every door.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order
[Ab] inside the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
[Eb] [Db] [Gbm] [Ab]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Bb
F
Fm
Eb
Ab
Bb
_ do that. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] Hello, [Eb] I _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
Where the air's so thick and sweet,
feels like Lebanon's around [Ab] me.
Lazy trees and ocean breeze, rainy evenings listening,
[Eb] the music oozing out of every door.
It's [Fm] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
_ [Ab] I used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
But [Ab] even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the [Ab] song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh from home.
[Eb] There's something about the way
the women walk in New Orleans.
Or maybe it's just me,
cuz I'm in love with all the scenes
[Ab] out of the bedroom by the balcony.
Laughter lifting from the [Eb] streets,
forgetting what my pocket watch is for.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place [Gb] like I've ever [Bb] been before.
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ I _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
_ [Ab] But even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh [F] from home.
I [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
The house so packed and sweet,
[Ebm] feels like loving arms around me.
[Ab] Lazy trees and ocean breeze,
rainy evenings listening [Eb] to music
oozing out of every door.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order
[Ab] inside the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ [Gbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] Hello, [Eb] I _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
Where the air's so thick and sweet,
feels like Lebanon's around [Ab] me.
Lazy trees and ocean breeze, rainy evenings listening,
[Eb] the music oozing out of every door.
It's [Fm] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
_ [Ab] I used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
But [Ab] even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the [Ab] song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh from home.
[Eb] There's something about the way
the women walk in New Orleans.
Or maybe it's just me,
cuz I'm in love with all the scenes
[Ab] out of the bedroom by the balcony.
Laughter lifting from the [Eb] streets,
forgetting what my pocket watch is for.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order [Ab] inside
the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place [Gb] like I've ever [Bb] been before.
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ I _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] used to watch and wonder at the ones
who sing the blues and [Eb] try to find out
why they wanna get so low.
_ [Ab] But even though I can't explain it now,
I join in when they're singing.
[F] And when the song is over,
[Bb] there's a laugh [F] from home.
I [Eb] come back to New Orleans,
cuz that's the only place I've been.
The house so packed and sweet,
[Ebm] feels like loving arms around me.
[Ab] Lazy trees and ocean breeze,
rainy evenings listening [Eb] to music
oozing out of every door.
It's [Bb] like my heaven made the order
[Ab] inside the border of the court.
[Eb] Lord, ain't no place like I've ever [Bb] been before.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ [Gbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _