Chords for Russbuss415 and Ukulollo - Where the streets have no name
Tempo:
81.8 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Am
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] [C]
[F]
[C] [F]
[C] [G] [C]
I want to run, I want to hide, I want to tear down the walls that [F] hold me inside.
[Am] I want to reach, I have [G] touched the flame, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
[C] I want to feel the sunlight on my face, I see the dust cloud disappears without [F] a trace.
I want [Am] to take shelter from a [G] poison rain, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
Where the [C] streets have no name, where the streets have no name.
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, burning down.
And when I go [Am] home, I go [G] home.
Cause [C] all I can do is see the city's blood, blood turns to rust.
I've been beaten and blown by the wind and the trampled [F] dust.
I'll show [Am] you a place, high [G] on a desert plain, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
Oh, where the streets [C] have no name, where the streets have no name.
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, burning down.
[Am] And when I go home, [G] I go home.
Cause [C] all I can do is see the city's blood, blood [F]
[C] turns to rust.
See the love turn to rust.
We've been [F] beaten and blown by the wind, blown by the wind.
And when I go [Am] home, I [G] go home.
[C] So, [F]
[C]
[F]
[C] [G]
[C]
[N]
how was [Eb] it guys?
How was it?
I don't know.
[A] I'm tired.
Only with your [Eb] paint.
Tonight, with a dinner. Yeah.
[N] Fancy one.
Yeah.
Okay.
This is typical San Francisco weather.
Very, very typical.
I think my ukulele's all wet too.
Stay tuned.
[F]
[C] [F]
[C] [G] [C]
I want to run, I want to hide, I want to tear down the walls that [F] hold me inside.
[Am] I want to reach, I have [G] touched the flame, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
[C] I want to feel the sunlight on my face, I see the dust cloud disappears without [F] a trace.
I want [Am] to take shelter from a [G] poison rain, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
Where the [C] streets have no name, where the streets have no name.
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, burning down.
And when I go [Am] home, I go [G] home.
Cause [C] all I can do is see the city's blood, blood turns to rust.
I've been beaten and blown by the wind and the trampled [F] dust.
I'll show [Am] you a place, high [G] on a desert plain, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
Oh, where the streets [C] have no name, where the streets have no name.
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, burning down.
[Am] And when I go home, [G] I go home.
Cause [C] all I can do is see the city's blood, blood [F]
[C] turns to rust.
See the love turn to rust.
We've been [F] beaten and blown by the wind, blown by the wind.
And when I go [Am] home, I [G] go home.
[C] So, [F]
[C]
[F]
[C] [G]
[C]
[N]
how was [Eb] it guys?
How was it?
I don't know.
[A] I'm tired.
Only with your [Eb] paint.
Tonight, with a dinner. Yeah.
[N] Fancy one.
Yeah.
Okay.
This is typical San Francisco weather.
Very, very typical.
I think my ukulele's all wet too.
Stay tuned.
Key:
C
F
G
Am
Bb
C
F
G
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I want to run, _ I want to hide, _ _ I want to tear down the walls that [F] hold me inside.
_ _ [Am] I want to reach, I _ have [G] touched the flame, _ [Bb] where the streets have no name. _ _
_ _ _ [C] I want to feel the sunlight on my face, I see the dust cloud disappears without [F] a trace. _
I want [Am] to take shelter _ from a [G] poison _ rain, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
_ _ _ Where the [C] streets have no name, where the streets have no name. _
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, _ burning down.
And when I go [Am] home, I go [G] home.
_ Cause [C] all I can do is _ _ _ _ _ _ see the city's blood, _ blood turns to rust.
_ I've been beaten and blown by the wind and the trampled [F] dust.
_ _ I'll show [Am] you a place, _ high [G] on a desert plain, _ [Bb] where the streets have no name.
_ Oh, _ where the streets [C] have no name, _ where the streets have no name.
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, _ _ burning down.
[Am] And when I go home, _ [G] I go _ home.
Cause [C] all I can do is see the city's blood, _ blood _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ turns to rust.
See the love turn to rust.
_ We've been [F] beaten and blown by the wind, _ blown by the wind.
And when I go [Am] home, I [G] go home. _ _ _
_ [C] So, _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ how was [Eb] it guys?
How was it?
I don't know.
[A] I'm tired.
Only with your [Eb] paint.
Tonight, with a dinner. Yeah.
[N] Fancy one. _ _ _ _
Yeah.
Okay.
_ This is typical San Francisco weather.
Very, very typical.
I think my ukulele's all wet too. _ _ _
Stay tuned. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I want to run, _ I want to hide, _ _ I want to tear down the walls that [F] hold me inside.
_ _ [Am] I want to reach, I _ have [G] touched the flame, _ [Bb] where the streets have no name. _ _
_ _ _ [C] I want to feel the sunlight on my face, I see the dust cloud disappears without [F] a trace. _
I want [Am] to take shelter _ from a [G] poison _ rain, [Bb] where the streets have no name.
_ _ _ Where the [C] streets have no name, where the streets have no name. _
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, _ burning down.
And when I go [Am] home, I go [G] home.
_ Cause [C] all I can do is _ _ _ _ _ _ see the city's blood, _ blood turns to rust.
_ I've been beaten and blown by the wind and the trampled [F] dust.
_ _ I'll show [Am] you a place, _ high [G] on a desert plain, _ [Bb] where the streets have no name.
_ Oh, _ where the streets [C] have no name, _ where the streets have no name.
Steel [F] buildings are burning down, _ _ burning down.
[Am] And when I go home, _ [G] I go _ home.
Cause [C] all I can do is see the city's blood, _ blood _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ turns to rust.
See the love turn to rust.
_ We've been [F] beaten and blown by the wind, _ blown by the wind.
And when I go [Am] home, I [G] go home. _ _ _
_ [C] So, _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ how was [Eb] it guys?
How was it?
I don't know.
[A] I'm tired.
Only with your [Eb] paint.
Tonight, with a dinner. Yeah.
[N] Fancy one. _ _ _ _
Yeah.
Okay.
_ This is typical San Francisco weather.
Very, very typical.
I think my ukulele's all wet too. _ _ _
Stay tuned. _ _ _ _ _ _ _