Chords for Ray Wylie Hubbard - "Stone Blind Horses" // The Bluegrass Situation
Tempo:
135.75 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
F#m
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [B]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m]
[A] [D]
[Bm]
There are [A] some saints that have been [E] forgotten, [F#m]
[A] like most of my drunken [D]
prayers.
[A] [Bm]
They say there's [D] a heaven [A] and it's somewhere [E] above yonder,
[F#m] [A] where there's no more [D] crosses to bear.
[Bm]
And there's [D] ghosts [A]
all along the [E] highways,
[F#m] and [A] there's storms [D] out on the seas.
[Bm] My only hope [A] now is that somewhere in [E] that heaven, [F#m]
[A] someone says a [D] prayer for me.
[A] I've [E] been riding stone [A] blind [D] horses,
[A] never [E] seen a reason
[D] to believe.
[A] Hey sweet [E] [F#m] Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young [E] cowboys, old drunks, [D]
they're more to these.
[Bm]
[A]
[E]
[F#m] [A]
[D] [Bm]
[D]
[A] [Bm]
[F#m] [A]
[D]
[Bm] The high [D] slurred whistle [A]
of a red [E] winged black bird, [F#m] sounds like he's [A] singing, oh that I [D] might die.
[Bm] It's his [D] song
[A] for those who have [E] fallen, [F#m]
[A] unrepentant, with no [D] alibi.
[A]
I've been [E] riding stone [D] blind horses,
[A] never [E] seen a reason [A] to [D] believe.
[A]
Hey [E] sweet Genevieve, [F#m] say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young cowboys, old [D] drunks, they're more to these.
[A]
Hey [E] sweet [F#m]
Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A]
And the wild young [E] cowboys, old [D] drunks, they're more to these.
[F#m]
[A]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m]
[A] [D]
[Bm]
There are [A] some saints that have been [E] forgotten, [F#m]
[A] like most of my drunken [D]
prayers.
[A] [Bm]
They say there's [D] a heaven [A] and it's somewhere [E] above yonder,
[F#m] [A] where there's no more [D] crosses to bear.
[Bm]
And there's [D] ghosts [A]
all along the [E] highways,
[F#m] and [A] there's storms [D] out on the seas.
[Bm] My only hope [A] now is that somewhere in [E] that heaven, [F#m]
[A] someone says a [D] prayer for me.
[A] I've [E] been riding stone [A] blind [D] horses,
[A] never [E] seen a reason
[D] to believe.
[A] Hey sweet [E] [F#m] Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young [E] cowboys, old drunks, [D]
they're more to these.
[Bm]
[A]
[E]
[F#m] [A]
[D] [Bm]
[D]
[A] [Bm]
[F#m] [A]
[D]
[Bm] The high [D] slurred whistle [A]
of a red [E] winged black bird, [F#m] sounds like he's [A] singing, oh that I [D] might die.
[Bm] It's his [D] song
[A] for those who have [E] fallen, [F#m]
[A] unrepentant, with no [D] alibi.
[A]
I've been [E] riding stone [D] blind horses,
[A] never [E] seen a reason [A] to [D] believe.
[A]
Hey [E] sweet Genevieve, [F#m] say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young cowboys, old [D] drunks, they're more to these.
[A]
Hey [E] sweet [F#m]
Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A]
And the wild young [E] cowboys, old [D] drunks, they're more to these.
[F#m]
[A]
Key:
A
D
E
F#m
Bm
A
D
E
[N] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
There are [A] some saints _ _ _ that have been [E] forgotten, _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [A] like most of my drunken [D]
prayers.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
They say there's [D] a heaven [A] and it's somewhere _ [E] above yonder, _ _
[F#m] _ _ [A] where there's no more [D] crosses to bear.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ And there's [D] ghosts _ [A]
all _ along the [E] _ highways, _
[F#m] _ _ and [A] there's storms [D] out on the seas. _ _ _
[Bm] _ My only hope [A] now is that somewhere in [E] that heaven, [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ [A] someone says a [D] prayer for me. _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ I've [E] been riding stone [A] blind [D] _ horses, _ _ _
[A] _ _ never [E] seen a reason _ _
[D] to believe. _ _ _ _
[A] _ Hey sweet [E] _ _ [F#m] Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young [E] cowboys, old drunks, [D]
they're more to these. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ The high [D] slurred whistle _ [A] _
_ of a red [E] winged black bird, [F#m] _ sounds like he's [A] singing, oh that I [D] might die. _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ It's his [D] song _ _
[A] for those who have [E] fallen, _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ [A] unrepentant, _ with no [D] alibi.
_ _ _ [A] _
_ _ I've been [E] riding stone [D] blind _ horses, _ _ _ _
[A] _ never [E] seen a reason [A] to _ [D] believe.
_ _ _ _ [A] _
_ Hey [E] sweet _ Genevieve, [F#m] say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young cowboys, old [D] drunks, _ they're more to these.
_ [A] _
_ Hey [E] sweet _ _ [F#m]
Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A]
And the wild young [E] cowboys, old [D] drunks, they're more to these. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
There are [A] some saints _ _ _ that have been [E] forgotten, _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [A] like most of my drunken [D]
prayers.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
They say there's [D] a heaven [A] and it's somewhere _ [E] above yonder, _ _
[F#m] _ _ [A] where there's no more [D] crosses to bear.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ And there's [D] ghosts _ [A]
all _ along the [E] _ highways, _
[F#m] _ _ and [A] there's storms [D] out on the seas. _ _ _
[Bm] _ My only hope [A] now is that somewhere in [E] that heaven, [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ [A] someone says a [D] prayer for me. _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ I've [E] been riding stone [A] blind [D] _ horses, _ _ _
[A] _ _ never [E] seen a reason _ _
[D] to believe. _ _ _ _
[A] _ Hey sweet [E] _ _ [F#m] Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young [E] cowboys, old drunks, [D]
they're more to these. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ The high [D] slurred whistle _ [A] _
_ of a red [E] winged black bird, [F#m] _ sounds like he's [A] singing, oh that I [D] might die. _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ It's his [D] song _ _
[A] for those who have [E] fallen, _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ [A] unrepentant, _ with no [D] alibi.
_ _ _ [A] _
_ _ I've been [E] riding stone [D] blind _ horses, _ _ _ _
[A] _ never [E] seen a reason [A] to _ [D] believe.
_ _ _ _ [A] _
_ Hey [E] sweet _ Genevieve, [F#m] say a prayer [D] for me.
[A] And the wild young cowboys, old [D] drunks, _ they're more to these.
_ [A] _
_ Hey [E] sweet _ _ [F#m]
Genevieve, say a prayer [D] for me.
[A]
And the wild young [E] cowboys, old [D] drunks, they're more to these. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _