Chords for Old Crow Medicine Show - Sweet Amarillo
Tempo:
168 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
C
A
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G] Well, the world's [D] greatest [C] wonder, what I [G] can tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever look my [G] way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a half-written [G] story, and a song [D] spilling out [C] off of every page.
[G] [D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, you [D] never will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] [A]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G] So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the Iron [G] Ore Range, caught the wide [D] Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got to [D] Topeka, [C] I looked up [G] your name, but they said you [D] rode off with [C] the last rodeo.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet
[D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [E] old cowboy [C] for my [G]
foolish pride.
[D] [C]
[G] [C] Well, the thunder's a-rumblin', and the tumbleweed's crumblin', [D] and the rodeo clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old Estacado, [C] on a wild Appalachia, [D] I'm blowing your [G] way.
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [G]
Down an old
[D] Amarillo, [C] there's a light in [G] the window, where a roe [D]-weary shadow, [C] drifts into [G] the arms,
of a long [D]-distance lover.
[C] Then they turn [G] back the covers, and dance the [D] Redover, [C] till the light of the dawn.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] Sweet
[G]
Amarillo.
[D]
[C] [G]
[D] Sweet
[C] [G]
Amarillo.
[D] [C] [A] [G]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G] Well, the world's [D] greatest [C] wonder, what I [G] can tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever look my [G] way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a half-written [G] story, and a song [D] spilling out [C] off of every page.
[G] [D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, you [D] never will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] [A]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G] So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the Iron [G] Ore Range, caught the wide [D] Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got to [D] Topeka, [C] I looked up [G] your name, but they said you [D] rode off with [C] the last rodeo.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet
[D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [E] old cowboy [C] for my [G]
foolish pride.
[D] [C]
[G] [C] Well, the thunder's a-rumblin', and the tumbleweed's crumblin', [D] and the rodeo clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old Estacado, [C] on a wild Appalachia, [D] I'm blowing your [G] way.
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [G]
Down an old
[D] Amarillo, [C] there's a light in [G] the window, where a roe [D]-weary shadow, [C] drifts into [G] the arms,
of a long [D]-distance lover.
[C] Then they turn [G] back the covers, and dance the [D] Redover, [C] till the light of the dawn.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] Sweet
[G]
Amarillo.
[D]
[C] [G]
[D] Sweet
[C] [G]
Amarillo.
[D] [C] [A] [G]
Key:
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C
A
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C
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[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ Well, the world's [D] greatest [C] wonder, what I [G] can tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever look my [G] way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a half-written [G] story, and a song [D] spilling out [C] off of every _ _ _ page. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, _ you [D] never will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet _ [D] _ Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the _ willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish _ pride.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the Iron [G] Ore Range, caught the wide [D] Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got to [D] Topeka, [C] I looked up [G] your name, but they said you [D] rode off with [C] the last _ _ rodeo.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ Sweet [D] Amarillo, _ [C] tease on [G] my pillow, _ you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
_ Sweet _
[D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the _ willow, damn this [E] old cowboy [C] for my [G]
foolish _ pride. _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] Well, the _ thunder's a-rumblin', and the _ tumbleweed's crumblin', [D] and the rodeo _ clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old Estacado, [C] on a wild _ Appalachia, [D] I'm blowing your _ [G] way. _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ Down an old _
[D] Amarillo, [C] there's a light in [G] the window, where a roe [D]-weary shadow, [C] drifts into [G] the arms,
of a long [D]-distance lover.
[C] Then they turn [G] back the covers, and dance the [D] Redover, [C] till the light of the _ dawn. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ Sweet [D] _ Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, _ you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
_ Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
_ _ [D] Sweet _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
Amarillo.
_ [D] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] Sweet _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
Amarillo.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _
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[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ Well, the world's [D] greatest [C] wonder, what I [G] can tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever look my [G] way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a half-written [G] story, and a song [D] spilling out [C] off of every _ _ _ page. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, _ you [D] never will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet _ [D] _ Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the _ willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish _ pride.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the Iron [G] Ore Range, caught the wide [D] Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got to [D] Topeka, [C] I looked up [G] your name, but they said you [D] rode off with [C] the last _ _ rodeo.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ Sweet [D] Amarillo, _ [C] tease on [G] my pillow, _ you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
_ Sweet _
[D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the _ willow, damn this [E] old cowboy [C] for my [G]
foolish _ pride. _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] Well, the _ thunder's a-rumblin', and the _ tumbleweed's crumblin', [D] and the rodeo _ clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old Estacado, [C] on a wild _ Appalachia, [D] I'm blowing your _ [G] way. _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
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[D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ Down an old _
[D] Amarillo, [C] there's a light in [G] the window, where a roe [D]-weary shadow, [C] drifts into [G] the arms,
of a long [D]-distance lover.
[C] Then they turn [G] back the covers, and dance the [D] Redover, [C] till the light of the _ dawn. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ Sweet [D] _ Amarillo, [C] tease on [G] my pillow, _ you never [D] will know, [C] how much [G] I cried.
_ Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
_ _ [D] Sweet _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
Amarillo.
_ [D] _ _ _
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_ _ [D] Sweet _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
Amarillo.
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