No way down - The shins (lyrics) Chords
Tempo:
101.2 bpm
Chords used:
G#
C#
F#
D#m
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G#]
[C#] [F#] [G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [G#]
[C#] [A#] [G#] [C#]
[F#] [A#] [G#] It's the son of a government man and a pillar of salt.
I was born [C#] with blood on my hands [F#] and of all the signs [G#] of a bleeding heart.
Living high on a giant hog, on a mountain so steep.
Keep your head in a hollow log [F#] as the ruling [C#] fog of a bounty [D#m] creeps.
What [G#] have we done?
[C#] Have we get so far from [F#] the sun?
[D#m] [F#] Lost, lost in an oscillating [A#m] phase where time and view [G#] catch all of [F#] the rays.
[G#] I'll be on the western squalls in an alien land.
They work for [C#] nothing at all, [F#] they don't know the [A#m] mall or the railway [G#] plan.
Dig yourself a beautiful grave, everything [A#] you could [G#] want.
Maybe those [G#m] invisible slaves [F#] are too far away [A#m] for a ghost to [D#m] haunt.
What [G#] are we charged?
[C#] Letting go of a claim [F#] so [A#m] large.
[D#m] Oh, [A#m] all of our working days are done, but a tiny few [G#] are having all of [F#] the fun.
[C#] Get used to [G#] the dust [F#] in your lungs.
[C#] [F#]
[C#m] [F#] [C#] [F#]
[G#] [C#] [F#]
[C#] [F#]
[G#] Is [D#m] there no way [A#m] down from [C#] this peak to solid [G#] ground
[D#m] without having [A#m] a goatee pulled from [G#] my mouth?
[F#] [G#] [F#]
[C#] [G#] Make me a dream strong [C#] enough [G#] to wash [C#] away the [F#] dishwater world.
This [C#] head was [G#] lemonade, walk with me after the [C#] show.
[G#] Maybe [C#] we can [F#] find a way through [D#m] the white field in the snow.
[G#] What are we charged?
[C#] Letting go of a [F#] claim so large.
[D#m] Oh, all [A#m] of our working days are done, [C#] but a tiny [G#] few are having [F#] all of the fun.
[C#] [G#] Apologies to the sick [F#] and the young.
Get used [G#] to the [C#] dust in your lungs.
[C#] [F#] [G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [G#]
[C#] [A#] [G#] [C#]
[F#] [A#] [G#] It's the son of a government man and a pillar of salt.
I was born [C#] with blood on my hands [F#] and of all the signs [G#] of a bleeding heart.
Living high on a giant hog, on a mountain so steep.
Keep your head in a hollow log [F#] as the ruling [C#] fog of a bounty [D#m] creeps.
What [G#] have we done?
[C#] Have we get so far from [F#] the sun?
[D#m] [F#] Lost, lost in an oscillating [A#m] phase where time and view [G#] catch all of [F#] the rays.
[G#] I'll be on the western squalls in an alien land.
They work for [C#] nothing at all, [F#] they don't know the [A#m] mall or the railway [G#] plan.
Dig yourself a beautiful grave, everything [A#] you could [G#] want.
Maybe those [G#m] invisible slaves [F#] are too far away [A#m] for a ghost to [D#m] haunt.
What [G#] are we charged?
[C#] Letting go of a claim [F#] so [A#m] large.
[D#m] Oh, [A#m] all of our working days are done, but a tiny few [G#] are having all of [F#] the fun.
[C#] Get used to [G#] the dust [F#] in your lungs.
[C#] [F#]
[C#m] [F#] [C#] [F#]
[G#] [C#] [F#]
[C#] [F#]
[G#] Is [D#m] there no way [A#m] down from [C#] this peak to solid [G#] ground
[D#m] without having [A#m] a goatee pulled from [G#] my mouth?
[F#] [G#] [F#]
[C#] [G#] Make me a dream strong [C#] enough [G#] to wash [C#] away the [F#] dishwater world.
This [C#] head was [G#] lemonade, walk with me after the [C#] show.
[G#] Maybe [C#] we can [F#] find a way through [D#m] the white field in the snow.
[G#] What are we charged?
[C#] Letting go of a [F#] claim so large.
[D#m] Oh, all [A#m] of our working days are done, [C#] but a tiny [G#] few are having [F#] all of the fun.
[C#] [G#] Apologies to the sick [F#] and the young.
Get used [G#] to the [C#] dust in your lungs.
Key:
G#
C#
F#
D#m
A#m
G#
C#
F#
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ [F#] _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ [A#] _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
[F#] _ _ [A#] _ _ [G#] It's the son of a government man and a pillar of salt.
I was born [C#] with blood on my hands [F#] and of all the signs [G#] of a bleeding heart.
Living high on a giant hog, on a mountain so steep.
Keep your head in a hollow log [F#] as the ruling [C#] fog of a bounty [D#m] _ creeps.
What [G#] have we done?
_ [C#] Have we get so far from [F#] the sun?
_ _ _ [D#m] _ [F#] Lost, lost in an oscillating [A#m] phase where time and view [G#] catch all of [F#] the rays.
_ _ [G#] I'll be on the western squalls in an alien land.
They work for [C#] nothing at all, [F#] they don't know the [A#m] mall or the railway [G#] plan.
Dig yourself a beautiful grave, everything [A#] you could [G#] want.
Maybe those [G#m] invisible slaves [F#] are too far away [A#m] for a ghost to [D#m] _ haunt.
What [G#] are we charged?
_ [C#] Letting go of a claim [F#] so [A#m] large.
_ [D#m] Oh, _ [A#m] all of our working days are done, but a tiny few [G#] are having all of [F#] the fun.
_ [C#] Get used to [G#] the dust [F#] in your lungs.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _
[C#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ _ Is [D#m] there no way [A#m] down from [C#] this peak to solid [G#] ground
_ [D#m] without _ having [A#m] a goatee pulled from [G#] my mouth? _
_ _ _ [F#] _ [G#] _ _ _ [F#] _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ Make me a dream strong [C#] enough [G#] to wash [C#] away the [F#] dishwater world.
This [C#] head was [G#] lemonade, _ walk with me after the [C#] show.
[G#] _ Maybe [C#] we can [F#] find a way through [D#m] the white field in the snow.
[G#] What are we charged?
_ [C#] Letting go of a [F#] claim so large.
_ [D#m] Oh, all [A#m] of our working days are done, [C#] but a tiny [G#] few are having [F#] all of the fun.
_ _ [C#] _ [G#] Apologies to the sick [F#] and the young.
_ Get used [G#] to the [C#] dust in your lungs. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ [F#] _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ [A#] _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
[F#] _ _ [A#] _ _ [G#] It's the son of a government man and a pillar of salt.
I was born [C#] with blood on my hands [F#] and of all the signs [G#] of a bleeding heart.
Living high on a giant hog, on a mountain so steep.
Keep your head in a hollow log [F#] as the ruling [C#] fog of a bounty [D#m] _ creeps.
What [G#] have we done?
_ [C#] Have we get so far from [F#] the sun?
_ _ _ [D#m] _ [F#] Lost, lost in an oscillating [A#m] phase where time and view [G#] catch all of [F#] the rays.
_ _ [G#] I'll be on the western squalls in an alien land.
They work for [C#] nothing at all, [F#] they don't know the [A#m] mall or the railway [G#] plan.
Dig yourself a beautiful grave, everything [A#] you could [G#] want.
Maybe those [G#m] invisible slaves [F#] are too far away [A#m] for a ghost to [D#m] _ haunt.
What [G#] are we charged?
_ [C#] Letting go of a claim [F#] so [A#m] large.
_ [D#m] Oh, _ [A#m] all of our working days are done, but a tiny few [G#] are having all of [F#] the fun.
_ [C#] Get used to [G#] the dust [F#] in your lungs.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _
[C#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[G#] _ _ Is [D#m] there no way [A#m] down from [C#] this peak to solid [G#] ground
_ [D#m] without _ having [A#m] a goatee pulled from [G#] my mouth? _
_ _ _ [F#] _ [G#] _ _ _ [F#] _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ Make me a dream strong [C#] enough [G#] to wash [C#] away the [F#] dishwater world.
This [C#] head was [G#] lemonade, _ walk with me after the [C#] show.
[G#] _ Maybe [C#] we can [F#] find a way through [D#m] the white field in the snow.
[G#] What are we charged?
_ [C#] Letting go of a [F#] claim so large.
_ [D#m] Oh, all [A#m] of our working days are done, [C#] but a tiny [G#] few are having [F#] all of the fun.
_ _ [C#] _ [G#] Apologies to the sick [F#] and the young.
_ Get used [G#] to the [C#] dust in your lungs. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _