Chords for Ray LaMontagne Empty Live from Gossip in the Grain

Tempo:
77.75 bpm
Chords used:

G

D

Bm

F#

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Ray LaMontagne Empty Live from Gossip in the Grain chords
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[Bm]
[G]
[D]
[D]
[Bm]
[G]
I [D] never learned
[G] to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my [D] disasters
I
[Bm] walk on down the hill, [F#] blue grass grown tall and brown
[G] Still it's wholesome how to let go [D] of my pain
[Bm] On past the busty [F#] back of that old rusty Cadillac
[G] That sinks into this field of [D] lifting rain
Will I [G] always feel [F#] pain?
[D] So empty, [G] so [F#] mistreated
Oh,
[Bm]
[G] these cutthroat busted sunsets These cold and damp white mornings
I [D] have grown so weary
If [G] through my cracked and dusty, dime-stored lips I spoke these words out loud, would [D] no one hear?
[Bm] Lay your blouse across the chair, [F#] let fall the flowers from your [G] hair
And kiss me, that country [D] mouth so plain
[Bm] Outside the rain is tapping on [F#] the leaves To me it sounds like [G] they're applauding us
The quiet love [D] we've made
Will I always [G]
[Bm] feel [F#] pain?
[D] So empty, [G] so [Bm] [F#] mistreated
[Bm]
[G]
[D]
[G]
[D]
[Bm]
Well, [G] I looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chastity
Do your [D] best to destroy me
See, [G] I've been to hell and back so many times I must admit it [D] kinda bored me
[Bm] There's a lot of things that can kill a man [F#] There's a lot of ways to die
[G] It's as I'm already dead that walk [D] beside me
[Bm] There's a lot of things I don't understand [F#] Why so many people lie
See, [G] they hurt I hide that fuels the [D] fire inside me
Will I [A] always [G]
[Bm] [F#] feel pain?
[D] So [A] empty, [G]
[Bm] so [F#] mistreated
[Bm]
[Bm]
This [N]
is Eric Haywood on the pedal steel
[C]
Key:  
G
2131
D
1321
Bm
13421112
F#
134211112
A
1231
G
2131
D
1321
Bm
13421112
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
I [D] never _ learned _ _
_ _ [G] to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my [D] disasters
I _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] walk on down the hill, [F#] blue grass grown tall and brown
[G] Still it's wholesome how to let go [D] of my pain
_ [Bm] On past the busty [F#] back of that old rusty Cadillac
[G] That sinks into this field of [D] lifting rain
Will I _ [G] always feel _ [F#] pain? _ _ _ _
_ [D] So _ empty, [G] so _ _ [F#] mistreated
Oh, _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] these cutthroat busted sunsets These cold and damp white mornings
I [D] have grown so weary _ _ _
If [G] through my cracked and dusty, dime-stored lips I spoke these words out loud, would [D] no one hear? _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] Lay your blouse across the chair, [F#] let fall the flowers from your [G] hair
And kiss me, that country [D] mouth so plain
_ [Bm] Outside the rain is tapping on [F#] the leaves To me it sounds like [G] they're applauding us
The quiet love [D] we've made
Will I always [G] _ _
[Bm] feel [F#] pain? _ _ _ _
_ [D] So _ empty, [G] so [Bm] _ [F#] mistreated _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, [G] I looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chastity
Do your [D] best to destroy me _ _
See, [G] I've been to hell and back so many times I must admit it [D] kinda bored me _ _ _
_ [Bm] There's a lot of things that can kill a man [F#] There's a lot of ways to die
[G] It's as I'm already dead that walk [D] beside me
_ [Bm] There's a lot of things I don't understand [F#] Why so many people lie
See, [G] they hurt I hide that fuels the [D] fire inside me
Will I [A] always [G] _ _
[Bm] _ [F#] feel pain? _ _ _ _
_ [D] So [A] empty, _ [G] _ _
[Bm] so [F#] mistreated _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
This [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
is Eric Haywood on the pedal steel _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
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