Chords for The Suitcase Junket - End of the Day
Tempo:
116.1 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
C
Dm
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[Bb] [F]
[F]
It's blooming in the desert from a rare summer rain
And a silhouette on horseback on the horizon waves
And it's just so damn romantic, the empty billboards all say
And you [C] know it's all
[F] yours, till the end of the day
Now at the back of a rough night, in a downtown dive
It's getting on her graveyard hours, but she feels so alive
[Bb] And her gray red door is footlong and flat [C] to shame
[F] And you [C] know it's all
[Bb] yours, till the [F] end of the day
But she just wasn't ready for the blade of the beauty to fall
[Dm] And it just cut right through to her, down to the [F] C-U-N-O
And it nearly all went through her, oh and it crept all that way
But [C] you know it's all [Bb] yours, till the end of the [F] day
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] Yes, a slick of our shit [Bb] in the ocean floating [F] around
It rides on the currents and it rows on the waves so [F] far out
But [Bb] the trash that we throw away is the same as the trash [F] that we keep
And you [C] know we'll all sink [Bb] someday, [F] out there in the deep
But it's still blooming in the desert from that rare summer rain
And the silhouette on horseback must have a name
All the romance drains out of the billboards and they're just gray
And [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, till the end of the day
[F]
Oh, [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, [Bb] till the end of the [F] day
No, you [C] may not want it, but [F] it's yours
[Fm]
[F]
It's blooming in the desert from a rare summer rain
And a silhouette on horseback on the horizon waves
And it's just so damn romantic, the empty billboards all say
And you [C] know it's all
[F] yours, till the end of the day
Now at the back of a rough night, in a downtown dive
It's getting on her graveyard hours, but she feels so alive
[Bb] And her gray red door is footlong and flat [C] to shame
[F] And you [C] know it's all
[Bb] yours, till the [F] end of the day
But she just wasn't ready for the blade of the beauty to fall
[Dm] And it just cut right through to her, down to the [F] C-U-N-O
And it nearly all went through her, oh and it crept all that way
But [C] you know it's all [Bb] yours, till the end of the [F] day
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] Yes, a slick of our shit [Bb] in the ocean floating [F] around
It rides on the currents and it rows on the waves so [F] far out
But [Bb] the trash that we throw away is the same as the trash [F] that we keep
And you [C] know we'll all sink [Bb] someday, [F] out there in the deep
But it's still blooming in the desert from that rare summer rain
And the silhouette on horseback must have a name
All the romance drains out of the billboards and they're just gray
And [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, till the end of the day
[F]
Oh, [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, [Bb] till the end of the [F] day
No, you [C] may not want it, but [F] it's yours
[Fm]
Key:
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Bb
C
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Fm
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_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _
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_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ It's blooming in the desert from a rare summer rain
And _ _ _ a silhouette on horseback on the horizon waves _
And _ _ it's just so damn romantic, the empty billboards all say
_ _ _ And you [C] know it's all _
_ [F] yours, till the end of the day _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now at the back of a rough night, in a downtown dive _
_ _ _ It's getting on her graveyard hours, but she feels so alive _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] And her gray red door is footlong and flat [C] to shame _ _
[F] _ _ And you [C] know it's all _
[Bb] yours, till the [F] end of the day _ _
_ _ _ But she just wasn't ready for the blade of the beauty to fall _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] And it just cut right through to her, down to the [F] C-U-N-O _ _
_ _ _ And it nearly all went through her, oh and it crept all that way _ _
_ _ But [C] you know it's all _ [Bb] yours, till the end of the [F] day _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ Yes, a slick of our shit [Bb] in the ocean floating [F] around _ _
_ _ _ It rides on the currents and it rows on the waves so [F] far out _
But _ _ [Bb] the trash that we throw away is the same as the trash [F] that we keep _ _
_ _ _ And you [C] know we'll all sink [Bb] someday, [F] out there in the deep
But _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ it's still blooming in the desert from that rare summer rain _
And _ _ the silhouette on horseback _ must have a name _
All _ _ the romance drains out of the billboards and they're just gray _ _
_ _ And [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, till the end of the day
[F] _ _ _
_ _ Oh, [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, [Bb] till the end of the [F] day _ _
_ _ _ No, you [C] may not want it, but [F] it's _ yours _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _
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_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ It's blooming in the desert from a rare summer rain
And _ _ _ a silhouette on horseback on the horizon waves _
And _ _ it's just so damn romantic, the empty billboards all say
_ _ _ And you [C] know it's all _
_ [F] yours, till the end of the day _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now at the back of a rough night, in a downtown dive _
_ _ _ It's getting on her graveyard hours, but she feels so alive _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] And her gray red door is footlong and flat [C] to shame _ _
[F] _ _ And you [C] know it's all _
[Bb] yours, till the [F] end of the day _ _
_ _ _ But she just wasn't ready for the blade of the beauty to fall _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] And it just cut right through to her, down to the [F] C-U-N-O _ _
_ _ _ And it nearly all went through her, oh and it crept all that way _ _
_ _ But [C] you know it's all _ [Bb] yours, till the end of the [F] day _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ Yes, a slick of our shit [Bb] in the ocean floating [F] around _ _
_ _ _ It rides on the currents and it rows on the waves so [F] far out _
But _ _ [Bb] the trash that we throw away is the same as the trash [F] that we keep _ _
_ _ _ And you [C] know we'll all sink [Bb] someday, [F] out there in the deep
But _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ it's still blooming in the desert from that rare summer rain _
And _ _ the silhouette on horseback _ must have a name _
All _ _ the romance drains out of the billboards and they're just gray _ _
_ _ And [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, till the end of the day
[F] _ _ _
_ _ Oh, [C] you may not want it, but it's yours, [Bb] till the end of the [F] day _ _
_ _ _ No, you [C] may not want it, but [F] it's _ yours _ _ _ _
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