Chords for Ted Leo - Counting Down The Hours
Tempo:
99.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
Em
Am
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em]
[C] [Am]
[G] [F#] In [Em] a sense it don't come easy, in a [C] sense it never will.
[A] Accidents mean no one's guilty, [G] ignorance means [D] someone's killed.
[Em] So I asked our Mr.
Mellow how to [C] get to where one's going.
[Am] And he points to his survival, and [G] he points me down the road.
And [Em] I go, oh lordly, lordly, [C] wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it throws.
On [Em] a dark wet night in April, [C] on a street in Jersey where,
I went [Am] looking for some writing that I knew would [F#] not be there.
[Em] And I point out from the [C] peddlums and the police in the lane,
[Am] Were concerned more with the car [G] than with the fact the [F#] light had changed.
[Em] But after listening all morning, [C] as I drove down 95,
[Am] To a story of detainees [G] who were barely [F#] kept alive.
[Em] I could feel with trying to process [C] pigeons acting like they're doves.
[Am] But not with interfering [G] from the power lines above.
As [Em] I go on and on, reading out [C] loud, wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it throws.
[Em] [C]
[A] [G]
[Em] [C]
[Am] [G]
[Em] Low precautions, [C] yes precautions.
But if you're [D] playing with a gun, well you [Am] could kill [G] someone.
[E] And in the dark it's [C] hard to know a friend.
But [D] I'm not angry, I [Am] will be forever [G] angry.
[E] So I'm walking home tomorrow, with [C] a rifle in my hand.
[A] And I'm thinking about New England, and [G] I'm missing old [F#] Japan.
[E] And I'm out in California, where [C] a spring runs hot and cold.
If [A] I told you I felt ageless, would [G] you tell me I'm not old?
As I [Em] go on and on, reading out loud, [C] wondering if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws.
Oh [Em] no, wondering [C]
if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws.
[C] [Am]
[G] [F#] In [Em] a sense it don't come easy, in a [C] sense it never will.
[A] Accidents mean no one's guilty, [G] ignorance means [D] someone's killed.
[Em] So I asked our Mr.
Mellow how to [C] get to where one's going.
[Am] And he points to his survival, and [G] he points me down the road.
And [Em] I go, oh lordly, lordly, [C] wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it throws.
On [Em] a dark wet night in April, [C] on a street in Jersey where,
I went [Am] looking for some writing that I knew would [F#] not be there.
[Em] And I point out from the [C] peddlums and the police in the lane,
[Am] Were concerned more with the car [G] than with the fact the [F#] light had changed.
[Em] But after listening all morning, [C] as I drove down 95,
[Am] To a story of detainees [G] who were barely [F#] kept alive.
[Em] I could feel with trying to process [C] pigeons acting like they're doves.
[Am] But not with interfering [G] from the power lines above.
As [Em] I go on and on, reading out [C] loud, wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it throws.
[Em] [C]
[A] [G]
[Em] [C]
[Am] [G]
[Em] Low precautions, [C] yes precautions.
But if you're [D] playing with a gun, well you [Am] could kill [G] someone.
[E] And in the dark it's [C] hard to know a friend.
But [D] I'm not angry, I [Am] will be forever [G] angry.
[E] So I'm walking home tomorrow, with [C] a rifle in my hand.
[A] And I'm thinking about New England, and [G] I'm missing old [F#] Japan.
[E] And I'm out in California, where [C] a spring runs hot and cold.
If [A] I told you I felt ageless, would [G] you tell me I'm not old?
As I [Em] go on and on, reading out loud, [C] wondering if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws.
Oh [Em] no, wondering [C]
if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws.
Key:
C
G
Em
Am
D
C
G
Em
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [F#] _ In [Em] a sense it don't come easy, in a [C] sense it never will.
[A] Accidents mean no one's guilty, [G] ignorance means [D] someone's killed.
[Em] So I asked our Mr.
Mellow how to [C] get to where one's going.
[Am] And he points to his survival, and [G] he points me down the road.
And [Em] I go, oh lordly, lordly, [C] wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it _ _ throws. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ On [Em] a dark wet night in April, [C] on a street in Jersey where,
I went [Am] looking for some writing that I knew would [F#] not be there.
[Em] And I point out from the [C] peddlums and the police in the lane,
[Am] Were concerned more with the car [G] than with the fact the [F#] light had changed.
[Em] But after listening all morning, [C] as I drove down 95,
[Am] To a story of detainees [G] who were barely [F#] kept alive.
[Em] I could feel with trying to process [C] pigeons acting like they're doves.
[Am] But not with interfering [G] from the power lines above.
As [Em] I go on and on, reading out [C] loud, wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it throws.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ Low precautions, [C] yes precautions.
But if you're [D] playing with a gun, well you [Am] could kill [G] someone.
_ [E] And in the dark it's [C] hard to know a friend.
But [D] I'm not angry, I [Am] will be forever [G] angry.
[E] So I'm walking home tomorrow, with [C] a rifle in my hand.
[A] And I'm thinking about New England, and [G] I'm missing old [F#] Japan.
[E] And I'm out in California, where [C] a spring runs hot and cold.
If [A] I told you I felt ageless, would [G] you tell me I'm not old?
As I [Em] go on and on, reading out loud, [C] wondering if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws.
Oh _ [Em] no, wondering _ [C]
if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [F#] _ In [Em] a sense it don't come easy, in a [C] sense it never will.
[A] Accidents mean no one's guilty, [G] ignorance means [D] someone's killed.
[Em] So I asked our Mr.
Mellow how to [C] get to where one's going.
[Am] And he points to his survival, and [G] he points me down the road.
And [Em] I go, oh lordly, lordly, [C] wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it _ _ throws. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ On [Em] a dark wet night in April, [C] on a street in Jersey where,
I went [Am] looking for some writing that I knew would [F#] not be there.
[Em] And I point out from the [C] peddlums and the police in the lane,
[Am] Were concerned more with the car [G] than with the fact the [F#] light had changed.
[Em] But after listening all morning, [C] as I drove down 95,
[Am] To a story of detainees [G] who were barely [F#] kept alive.
[Em] I could feel with trying to process [C] pigeons acting like they're doves.
[Am] But not with interfering [G] from the power lines above.
As [Em] I go on and on, reading out [C] loud, wondering if I got a [D] soul.
Cutting down the hours [G] till it throws.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ Low precautions, [C] yes precautions.
But if you're [D] playing with a gun, well you [Am] could kill [G] someone.
_ [E] And in the dark it's [C] hard to know a friend.
But [D] I'm not angry, I [Am] will be forever [G] angry.
[E] So I'm walking home tomorrow, with [C] a rifle in my hand.
[A] And I'm thinking about New England, and [G] I'm missing old [F#] Japan.
[E] And I'm out in California, where [C] a spring runs hot and cold.
If [A] I told you I felt ageless, would [G] you tell me I'm not old?
As I [Em] go on and on, reading out loud, [C] wondering if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws.
Oh _ [Em] no, wondering _ [C]
if I got a soul.
[D] Cutting down the hours till [G] it throws. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _