Chords for Ray LaMontagne - Empty (Official Audio)
Tempo:
81.175 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Bm
F#
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm]
[G] [C#] [G]
[D]
[G] [D] [G]
[D]
[D] [Bm]
She [G] lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with [D] her bare feet laughing
I never [G] learn to count my blessings, I choose instead to dwell in my [D] disaster
I
[Bm] walk on down the hill, [F#] through grass grown tall and brown
Still [G] it's hard somehow to let go of [D] my pain
[A] [Bm] On past the busted back of [F#] that old and rusted Cadillac
That [G] sinks into this field collecting [D]
rain
Well I [A] always [G]
feel [Bm] this [F#] way, [D] so [A] empty, [G]
so [Bm] [F#] strange
[Bm]
Of these [G] cut throat busted sunsets, these cold and damp white mornings [D] I have grown weary
If through my [G] cracked and dusted dime store lips I spoke these words out loud would no [D] one hear me
Lay [Bm] your vows across the chair, [F#] let fall the flowers from your hair [G] and kiss me with that country mouth [D] so plain
[Em] Outside [Bm] the rain is tabbing on [F#] the leaves, to me it sounds like they're [G] applauding us
The quiet [D] love we've made
Well I [A] always [G]
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, [D] so [A] empty, [G]
[Bm] so [F#] strange
[Bm]
[G]
[D]
[G] [A] [G]
[D] Well
[Bm]
I [G] looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest, said do [Bm] your best [D] destroy me
You see [G] I've been to hell and back so many times, I must admit [D] you're kinda bored
[F#] [Bm] There's a lot of things that can kill a man, [F#] there's a lot of ways to die
There's sin [G] some already did that won't [D] decide me
[C#] [Bm] There's a lot of things I don't understand, why [F#] so many people lie
It's the [G] hurt I have that fuels the fire [D]
inside
Well I [A] always [G]
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, [D] so [A] empty, [G]
[Bm] so strange
[F#] [Bm]
[G] [C#] [G]
[D]
[G] [D] [G]
[D]
[D] [Bm]
She [G] lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with [D] her bare feet laughing
I never [G] learn to count my blessings, I choose instead to dwell in my [D] disaster
I
[Bm] walk on down the hill, [F#] through grass grown tall and brown
Still [G] it's hard somehow to let go of [D] my pain
[A] [Bm] On past the busted back of [F#] that old and rusted Cadillac
That [G] sinks into this field collecting [D]
rain
Well I [A] always [G]
feel [Bm] this [F#] way, [D] so [A] empty, [G]
so [Bm] [F#] strange
[Bm]
Of these [G] cut throat busted sunsets, these cold and damp white mornings [D] I have grown weary
If through my [G] cracked and dusted dime store lips I spoke these words out loud would no [D] one hear me
Lay [Bm] your vows across the chair, [F#] let fall the flowers from your hair [G] and kiss me with that country mouth [D] so plain
[Em] Outside [Bm] the rain is tabbing on [F#] the leaves, to me it sounds like they're [G] applauding us
The quiet [D] love we've made
Well I [A] always [G]
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, [D] so [A] empty, [G]
[Bm] so [F#] strange
[Bm]
[G]
[D]
[G] [A] [G]
[D] Well
[Bm]
I [G] looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest, said do [Bm] your best [D] destroy me
You see [G] I've been to hell and back so many times, I must admit [D] you're kinda bored
[F#] [Bm] There's a lot of things that can kill a man, [F#] there's a lot of ways to die
There's sin [G] some already did that won't [D] decide me
[C#] [Bm] There's a lot of things I don't understand, why [F#] so many people lie
It's the [G] hurt I have that fuels the fire [D]
inside
Well I [A] always [G]
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, [D] so [A] empty, [G]
[Bm] so strange
[F#] [Bm]
Key:
G
D
Bm
F#
A
G
D
Bm
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ She [G] lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with [D] her bare feet laughing
I _ _ _ never [G] learn to count my blessings, I choose instead to dwell in my [D] disaster
I _ _
_ _ [Bm] walk on down the hill, [F#] through grass grown tall and brown
Still [G] it's hard somehow to let go of [D] my pain
[A] _ [Bm] On past the busted back of [F#] that old and rusted Cadillac
That [G] sinks into this field collecting [D] _
rain
Well I _ [A] always [G]
feel [Bm] this [F#] way, _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] so [A] empty, _ [G]
so [Bm] _ _ [F#] strange _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ Of these [G] cut throat busted sunsets, these cold and damp white mornings [D] I have grown weary _ _
_ If through my [G] cracked and dusted dime store lips I spoke these words out loud would no [D] one hear me _ _
_ Lay [Bm] your vows across the chair, [F#] let fall the flowers from your hair [G] and kiss me with that country mouth [D] so plain
[Em] Outside [Bm] the rain is tabbing on [F#] the leaves, to me it sounds like they're [G] applauding us
The quiet [D] love we've made
Well I _ [A] always [G] _
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] so _ [A] empty, [G] _
[Bm] so [F#] strange _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ Well _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ I [G] looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest, said do [Bm] your best [D] destroy me _ _
_ You see [G] I've been to hell and back so many times, I must admit [D] you're kinda bored _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] [Bm] There's a lot of things that can kill a man, [F#] there's a lot of ways to die
There's sin [G] some already did that won't [D] decide me
_ [C#] [Bm] There's a lot of things I don't understand, why [F#] so many people lie
It's the [G] hurt I have that fuels the fire [D]
inside
_ Well I _ [A] always [G] _
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] so [A] empty, _ [G]
[Bm] so strange
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ She [G] lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with [D] her bare feet laughing
I _ _ _ never [G] learn to count my blessings, I choose instead to dwell in my [D] disaster
I _ _
_ _ [Bm] walk on down the hill, [F#] through grass grown tall and brown
Still [G] it's hard somehow to let go of [D] my pain
[A] _ [Bm] On past the busted back of [F#] that old and rusted Cadillac
That [G] sinks into this field collecting [D] _
rain
Well I _ [A] always [G]
feel [Bm] this [F#] way, _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] so [A] empty, _ [G]
so [Bm] _ _ [F#] strange _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ Of these [G] cut throat busted sunsets, these cold and damp white mornings [D] I have grown weary _ _
_ If through my [G] cracked and dusted dime store lips I spoke these words out loud would no [D] one hear me _ _
_ Lay [Bm] your vows across the chair, [F#] let fall the flowers from your hair [G] and kiss me with that country mouth [D] so plain
[Em] Outside [Bm] the rain is tabbing on [F#] the leaves, to me it sounds like they're [G] applauding us
The quiet [D] love we've made
Well I _ [A] always [G] _
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] so _ [A] empty, [G] _
[Bm] so [F#] strange _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ Well _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ I [G] looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest, said do [Bm] your best [D] destroy me _ _
_ You see [G] I've been to hell and back so many times, I must admit [D] you're kinda bored _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] [Bm] There's a lot of things that can kill a man, [F#] there's a lot of ways to die
There's sin [G] some already did that won't [D] decide me
_ [C#] [Bm] There's a lot of things I don't understand, why [F#] so many people lie
It's the [G] hurt I have that fuels the fire [D]
inside
_ Well I _ [A] always [G] _
[Bm] feel this [F#] way, _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] so [A] empty, _ [G]
[Bm] so strange
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _