Chords for The Refreshments - Promised land
Tempo:
83.3 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Cm
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California all [F] my life.
[G] Straddle back, we had a road, a ferrari and all my cars [C] parallel.
We stopped, I'm joined by my horse, my kids, we never want to leave [F] this place.
[G] And we were 90 miles out of the land of us, downholding out of [C] Georgia State.
We had to know the travel, it turned into a struggle, had to wait for a saddle [F] down.
[G] When the high road down, we left, we saw a stranded downtown.
[C] [Cm] [F]
[Cm]
[G] [Cm] A [C] rickshaw ran away, it brought me a crew train to the edges of the coastal Mississippi [F] plain.
[G] And I was on that midnight flyer, I'd a burning house, go get it when you [C] want lean.
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to [F] Houston town.
[G] There are people there who care a little about me and they won't let them [C] walk down.
They show us from their foggy silk suit, they put their luggage in [F] my hand.
[G] And they moved us high off the curfew on the decks of the [C] Cronin's Land.
[Cm]
[F] [Gm]
[C] [Cm]
[Bb] [Fm] [G]
[A] [C] We were on the deep end of the state, got out of our car and went to a [F] girl's place.
[G] And then the pilot told me she'd fetch me a ticket to the Santa Monica [C] town of Boots.
Swing a little chair and come down to me, back into the town [F] of Toronto.
[G] Got your rings, your cool, your wigs, my happy make-up [C] took a towel off.
Los Angeles, give me no more tears, I'm going to Washington, [F] all right.
[G] It's all over my home, East Rochester, call me when I'm no more [C] on the land.
[N]
[G] Straddle back, we had a road, a ferrari and all my cars [C] parallel.
We stopped, I'm joined by my horse, my kids, we never want to leave [F] this place.
[G] And we were 90 miles out of the land of us, downholding out of [C] Georgia State.
We had to know the travel, it turned into a struggle, had to wait for a saddle [F] down.
[G] When the high road down, we left, we saw a stranded downtown.
[C] [Cm] [F]
[Cm]
[G] [Cm] A [C] rickshaw ran away, it brought me a crew train to the edges of the coastal Mississippi [F] plain.
[G] And I was on that midnight flyer, I'd a burning house, go get it when you [C] want lean.
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to [F] Houston town.
[G] There are people there who care a little about me and they won't let them [C] walk down.
They show us from their foggy silk suit, they put their luggage in [F] my hand.
[G] And they moved us high off the curfew on the decks of the [C] Cronin's Land.
[Cm]
[F] [Gm]
[C] [Cm]
[Bb] [Fm] [G]
[A] [C] We were on the deep end of the state, got out of our car and went to a [F] girl's place.
[G] And then the pilot told me she'd fetch me a ticket to the Santa Monica [C] town of Boots.
Swing a little chair and come down to me, back into the town [F] of Toronto.
[G] Got your rings, your cool, your wigs, my happy make-up [C] took a towel off.
Los Angeles, give me no more tears, I'm going to Washington, [F] all right.
[G] It's all over my home, East Rochester, call me when I'm no more [C] on the land.
[N]
Key:
C
F
G
Cm
Gm
C
F
G
[C] _ _ _ _ I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California all [F] my life.
[G] Straddle back, we had a road, a ferrari and all my cars [C] parallel.
We stopped, I'm joined by my horse, my kids, we never want to leave [F] this place.
[G] And we were 90 miles out of the land of us, downholding out of [C] Georgia State.
We had to know the travel, it turned into a struggle, had to wait for a saddle [F] down.
[G] When the high road down, we left, we saw a stranded downtown.
[C] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Cm] _ A [C] rickshaw ran away, it brought me a crew train to the edges of the coastal Mississippi [F] plain.
[G] And I was on that midnight flyer, I'd a burning house, go get it when you [C] want lean.
_ Somebody help me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to [F] Houston town.
[G] There are people there who care a little about me and they won't let them [C] walk down.
They show us from their foggy silk suit, they put their luggage in [F] my hand.
[G] And they moved us high off the curfew on the decks of the [C] Cronin's Land.
_ _ [Cm] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ [Fm] _ [G] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [C] _ _ We were on the deep end of the state, got out of our car and went to a [F] girl's place.
[G] And then the pilot told me she'd fetch me a ticket to the Santa Monica [C] town of Boots.
_ Swing a little chair and come down to me, back into the town [F] of Toronto.
[G] Got your rings, your cool, your wigs, my happy make-up [C] took a towel off.
Los Angeles, give me no more tears, I'm going to Washington, [F] all right.
[G] It's all over my home, East Rochester, call me when I'm no more [C] on the land. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[G] Straddle back, we had a road, a ferrari and all my cars [C] parallel.
We stopped, I'm joined by my horse, my kids, we never want to leave [F] this place.
[G] And we were 90 miles out of the land of us, downholding out of [C] Georgia State.
We had to know the travel, it turned into a struggle, had to wait for a saddle [F] down.
[G] When the high road down, we left, we saw a stranded downtown.
[C] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Cm] _ A [C] rickshaw ran away, it brought me a crew train to the edges of the coastal Mississippi [F] plain.
[G] And I was on that midnight flyer, I'd a burning house, go get it when you [C] want lean.
_ Somebody help me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to [F] Houston town.
[G] There are people there who care a little about me and they won't let them [C] walk down.
They show us from their foggy silk suit, they put their luggage in [F] my hand.
[G] And they moved us high off the curfew on the decks of the [C] Cronin's Land.
_ _ [Cm] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ [Fm] _ [G] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [C] _ _ We were on the deep end of the state, got out of our car and went to a [F] girl's place.
[G] And then the pilot told me she'd fetch me a ticket to the Santa Monica [C] town of Boots.
_ Swing a little chair and come down to me, back into the town [F] of Toronto.
[G] Got your rings, your cool, your wigs, my happy make-up [C] took a towel off.
Los Angeles, give me no more tears, I'm going to Washington, [F] all right.
[G] It's all over my home, East Rochester, call me when I'm no more [C] on the land. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _