Chords for Martin Sexton - Over My Head - Adirondack Mountains NY
Tempo:
106.2 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
E
Bm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [D] [E]
[D]
I'm looking out into the ocean, this boy in a [G] boat that I am.
[D] Through the haze I can catch a glimpse of the damage that's been done.
Miles like minutes are passes I know, and I count them in my head.
Further and further I seem to go from the home that I once made.
[E] Raise the anchor, raise these [G] [Bm] tired [B]
[E] hands.
With no direction and my pockets full of sand, I'm over my [Gm] head.
[D]
From
[D] the first few days of this [Bm] journey, [D] friends and strangers came aboard my ship.
And to the gifts of their passing, crowded my corners with gold.
I said, I've got no room for you anymore, for I fear I might [G] go under.
[D] My anchor's tangled in weeds down below as I heed the distant thunder calling [E] me.
I raise the [D] question that's been in front of me.
Clear as the sun, I feel through the haze I never see.
I'm over my head on this crazy ocean.
[F] I'm over [D] my head on this stormy sea.
I'm over my head in a clear commotion, and it's killing [G] me.
[E]
I raise my bow to the [G] winds that blow.
[D] Face the [E] storm, face the faces I know.
She's banging hard on my cabin door.
She's [F#m] Angeline.
[D]
[D] And she's in front of me.
[G]
She's in [Am] front of me.
And I'm [F] crying.
[C] [D]
[Am] I'm [D] over my head.
[G]
[D]
[D]
I'm looking out into the ocean, this boy in a [G] boat that I am.
[D] Through the haze I can catch a glimpse of the damage that's been done.
Miles like minutes are passes I know, and I count them in my head.
Further and further I seem to go from the home that I once made.
[E] Raise the anchor, raise these [G] [Bm] tired [B]
[E] hands.
With no direction and my pockets full of sand, I'm over my [Gm] head.
[D]
From
[D] the first few days of this [Bm] journey, [D] friends and strangers came aboard my ship.
And to the gifts of their passing, crowded my corners with gold.
I said, I've got no room for you anymore, for I fear I might [G] go under.
[D] My anchor's tangled in weeds down below as I heed the distant thunder calling [E] me.
I raise the [D] question that's been in front of me.
Clear as the sun, I feel through the haze I never see.
I'm over my head on this crazy ocean.
[F] I'm over [D] my head on this stormy sea.
I'm over my head in a clear commotion, and it's killing [G] me.
[E]
I raise my bow to the [G] winds that blow.
[D] Face the [E] storm, face the faces I know.
She's banging hard on my cabin door.
She's [F#m] Angeline.
[D]
[D] And she's in front of me.
[G]
She's in [Am] front of me.
And I'm [F] crying.
[C] [D]
[Am] I'm [D] over my head.
[G]
[D]
Key:
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G
E
Bm
F
D
G
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[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm looking out into the ocean, _ this boy in a [G] boat that I am.
[D] _ Through the haze I can catch a glimpse _ of the damage that's been done.
_ Miles like minutes are passes I know, and I count them in my head. _
Further and further I seem to go from the home that I once made.
_ [E] _ Raise the anchor, raise these [G] [Bm] tired _ _ [B] _
[E] hands.
_ With no direction and my pockets full of sand, I'm over my _ _ [Gm] _ _ head.
[D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ From _
_ _ [D] _ the first few days of this [Bm] journey, _ [D] friends and strangers came aboard my ship.
_ And to the gifts of their passing, _ _ crowded my corners with gold.
I said, I've got no room for you anymore, for I fear I might [G] go under.
_ [D] My anchor's tangled in weeds down below as I heed the distant thunder calling [E] me.
I raise the [D] question that's been in front of me. _ _ _ _ _ _
Clear as the sun, I feel through the haze I never see.
I'm over my head on this crazy ocean.
[F] I'm over [D] my head on this stormy sea.
I'm over my head in a clear _ commotion, and it's killing [G] _ me.
_ _ [E] _
_ I raise my bow to the [G] winds that blow. _
[D] Face the [E] storm, face the faces I know.
She's banging hard on my cabin door. _ _ _ _
_ She's [F#m] Angeline.
_ [D] _ _
[D] And she's in front of me.
_ _ [G] _
She's in [Am] front of me. _
_ _ _ _ _ And I'm [F] crying.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ I'm [D] over my head. _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm looking out into the ocean, _ this boy in a [G] boat that I am.
[D] _ Through the haze I can catch a glimpse _ of the damage that's been done.
_ Miles like minutes are passes I know, and I count them in my head. _
Further and further I seem to go from the home that I once made.
_ [E] _ Raise the anchor, raise these [G] [Bm] tired _ _ [B] _
[E] hands.
_ With no direction and my pockets full of sand, I'm over my _ _ [Gm] _ _ head.
[D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ From _
_ _ [D] _ the first few days of this [Bm] journey, _ [D] friends and strangers came aboard my ship.
_ And to the gifts of their passing, _ _ crowded my corners with gold.
I said, I've got no room for you anymore, for I fear I might [G] go under.
_ [D] My anchor's tangled in weeds down below as I heed the distant thunder calling [E] me.
I raise the [D] question that's been in front of me. _ _ _ _ _ _
Clear as the sun, I feel through the haze I never see.
I'm over my head on this crazy ocean.
[F] I'm over [D] my head on this stormy sea.
I'm over my head in a clear _ commotion, and it's killing [G] _ me.
_ _ [E] _
_ I raise my bow to the [G] winds that blow. _
[D] Face the [E] storm, face the faces I know.
She's banging hard on my cabin door. _ _ _ _
_ She's [F#m] Angeline.
_ [D] _ _
[D] And she's in front of me.
_ _ [G] _
She's in [Am] front of me. _
_ _ _ _ _ And I'm [F] crying.
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_ _ [Am] _ _ _ I'm [D] over my head. _ _ _ _ _
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