Chords for Tim O'Brien "Pomapadour"
Tempo:
129.7 bpm
Chords used:
C
B
Em
Fm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Well, they say that life's a gamble.
You [Am] can't know what's in store.
[G] Just when you think [C] it's one thing, [F] then another [B] walks [Em] through the door.
I thought nothing [B] could [Em] surprise me.
I thought I'd seen it all [Am] before.
[G] Until that [C] fateful morning, [F] I woke up [B] with a
[E] [B] bombardier.
[Em] Most [B] days I wake [Em] up early.
When the birthdays start [Am] the same, [G] I'm beside the [C] sleeping beauty.
[F] She's the one [B] who wears [Em] my [B] ring.
[Em] Well, I tried [B] hard [Em] not to wake her.
I got up and I
[Am] tiptoed out.
[G] But when I looked in the [C] bathroom mirror, [F] I gave [B] out a [Em] rowdy shout. A [Am] pompadour.
[B] It was a [Em] [B] pompadour.
[Em] Well, it was not just some bedhead.
It did [G] not look [A] like [Am] hell.
[G] I thought I might [C] be dreaming.
[F] So I [B] pinched [Em] myself to [B] tell.
It was like a [Em] range of mountains.
It swooped high before [Am] it fell.
[G] I looked like [C] Christopher Walken.
[F] Run amok [B] with a [Em] styling gel.
A [Am] pompadour.
[B] A real pompadour.
[Em] [B] [Em]
[Am]
[A] [C]
[F] [B] [E] [B]
[Em] [B] [Em] [B]
[Em] [Am]
[G] [B]
[F] [B] [Em] Well, [B]
[Em] [Fm] [C]
[Fm] I started thinking different [C] [Fm] about how I'd spend [Bbm] my day.
[Ab] I would need to [Db] soothe the rhinestones.
[Gb] That would be [C] the [Fm] only way.
[C] [Fm] I'd write [C] my name [Fm] on the neck [C] of my [Fm] guitar and [Bbm] burl inlay.
[Ab] It would be worth [Db] every penny [Gb] of all the dough [C] I'd have [Fm] to pay.
[C] Well, [Fm] my ideals [C] were high [Fm] and mighty.
[C] [Fm] But they did not last [Bbm] so long.
[Ab] As I read the [Db] morning paper, [Gb] things [C] started [Fm] going wrong.
[C] Well, [Fm] I ran [C] my fingers [Fm] through my [Cm] hair.
[Fm] I did it for [Bbm] too long.
Well, [Ab] I flattened [Db] my poor [Gb] pompadour.
But at least [C] I got [Fm] this song.
A [Bbm] pompadour.
[C] I woke up with a [Fm] pompadour.
[F] It was a [Bbm] pompadour.
[Db]
[C] It was a pompadour.
[F]
You [Am] can't know what's in store.
[G] Just when you think [C] it's one thing, [F] then another [B] walks [Em] through the door.
I thought nothing [B] could [Em] surprise me.
I thought I'd seen it all [Am] before.
[G] Until that [C] fateful morning, [F] I woke up [B] with a
[E] [B] bombardier.
[Em] Most [B] days I wake [Em] up early.
When the birthdays start [Am] the same, [G] I'm beside the [C] sleeping beauty.
[F] She's the one [B] who wears [Em] my [B] ring.
[Em] Well, I tried [B] hard [Em] not to wake her.
I got up and I
[Am] tiptoed out.
[G] But when I looked in the [C] bathroom mirror, [F] I gave [B] out a [Em] rowdy shout. A [Am] pompadour.
[B] It was a [Em] [B] pompadour.
[Em] Well, it was not just some bedhead.
It did [G] not look [A] like [Am] hell.
[G] I thought I might [C] be dreaming.
[F] So I [B] pinched [Em] myself to [B] tell.
It was like a [Em] range of mountains.
It swooped high before [Am] it fell.
[G] I looked like [C] Christopher Walken.
[F] Run amok [B] with a [Em] styling gel.
A [Am] pompadour.
[B] A real pompadour.
[Em] [B] [Em]
[Am]
[A] [C]
[F] [B] [E] [B]
[Em] [B] [Em] [B]
[Em] [Am]
[G] [B]
[F] [B] [Em] Well, [B]
[Em] [Fm] [C]
[Fm] I started thinking different [C] [Fm] about how I'd spend [Bbm] my day.
[Ab] I would need to [Db] soothe the rhinestones.
[Gb] That would be [C] the [Fm] only way.
[C] [Fm] I'd write [C] my name [Fm] on the neck [C] of my [Fm] guitar and [Bbm] burl inlay.
[Ab] It would be worth [Db] every penny [Gb] of all the dough [C] I'd have [Fm] to pay.
[C] Well, [Fm] my ideals [C] were high [Fm] and mighty.
[C] [Fm] But they did not last [Bbm] so long.
[Ab] As I read the [Db] morning paper, [Gb] things [C] started [Fm] going wrong.
[C] Well, [Fm] I ran [C] my fingers [Fm] through my [Cm] hair.
[Fm] I did it for [Bbm] too long.
Well, [Ab] I flattened [Db] my poor [Gb] pompadour.
But at least [C] I got [Fm] this song.
A [Bbm] pompadour.
[C] I woke up with a [Fm] pompadour.
[F] It was a [Bbm] pompadour.
[Db]
[C] It was a pompadour.
[F]
Key:
C
B
Em
Fm
Am
C
B
Em
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, they say that life's a gamble.
_ You [Am] can't know what's in store.
_ [G] Just when you think [C] it's one thing, [F] then another [B] walks [Em] through the door.
I thought nothing [B] could [Em] surprise me.
I thought I'd seen it all [Am] before.
_ _ [G] Until that [C] fateful morning, _ [F] I woke up [B] with a _
[E] _ [B] bombardier.
[Em] Most [B] days I wake [Em] up early.
When the birthdays start [Am] the same, _ [G] I'm beside the [C] sleeping beauty.
_ [F] She's the one [B] who wears [Em] my [B] ring.
[Em] Well, I tried [B] hard [Em] not to wake her.
I got up and I _
[Am] tiptoed out.
[G] But when I looked in the [C] bathroom mirror, [F] I gave [B] out a [Em] rowdy shout. A [Am] _ pompadour. _
[B] _ It was a [Em] _ [B] pompadour. _
[Em] _ _ _ Well, it was not just some _ bedhead.
It did [G] not look [A] like [Am] hell.
_ [G] I thought I might [C] be dreaming.
[F] So I [B] pinched [Em] myself to [B] tell.
It was like a [Em] range of mountains.
It swooped high before [Am] it fell.
_ [G] I looked like [C] Christopher Walken.
[F] Run amok [B] with a [Em] styling gel.
A [Am] pompadour. _ _ _
[B] A real _ pompadour. _ _
[Em] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ [B] _ _ _
[Em] _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[F] _ _ [B] _ [Em] Well, _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [C] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ I started thinking different [C] _ [Fm] about how I'd spend [Bbm] my day.
[Ab] I would need to [Db] soothe the rhinestones.
[Gb] That would be [C] the [Fm] only way.
[C] _ [Fm] I'd write [C] my name [Fm] on the neck [C] of my [Fm] guitar and [Bbm] burl inlay.
_ [Ab] It would be worth [Db] every penny [Gb] of all the dough [C] I'd have [Fm] to pay.
[C] Well, [Fm] my ideals [C] were high [Fm] and mighty.
[C] _ [Fm] But they did not last [Bbm] so long.
_ [Ab] As I read the [Db] morning paper, [Gb] things [C] started [Fm] going wrong.
[C] Well, [Fm] I ran [C] my fingers [Fm] through my [Cm] hair.
[Fm] I did it for [Bbm] too long.
Well, [Ab] I flattened [Db] my poor _ [Gb] pompadour.
But at least [C] I got [Fm] this song.
A [Bbm] pompadour. _ _
[C] I woke up with a _ [Fm] pompadour. _ _
[F] It was a [Bbm] pompadour.
_ [Db] _ _
[C] It was a _ _ pompadour. _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, they say that life's a gamble.
_ You [Am] can't know what's in store.
_ [G] Just when you think [C] it's one thing, [F] then another [B] walks [Em] through the door.
I thought nothing [B] could [Em] surprise me.
I thought I'd seen it all [Am] before.
_ _ [G] Until that [C] fateful morning, _ [F] I woke up [B] with a _
[E] _ [B] bombardier.
[Em] Most [B] days I wake [Em] up early.
When the birthdays start [Am] the same, _ [G] I'm beside the [C] sleeping beauty.
_ [F] She's the one [B] who wears [Em] my [B] ring.
[Em] Well, I tried [B] hard [Em] not to wake her.
I got up and I _
[Am] tiptoed out.
[G] But when I looked in the [C] bathroom mirror, [F] I gave [B] out a [Em] rowdy shout. A [Am] _ pompadour. _
[B] _ It was a [Em] _ [B] pompadour. _
[Em] _ _ _ Well, it was not just some _ bedhead.
It did [G] not look [A] like [Am] hell.
_ [G] I thought I might [C] be dreaming.
[F] So I [B] pinched [Em] myself to [B] tell.
It was like a [Em] range of mountains.
It swooped high before [Am] it fell.
_ [G] I looked like [C] Christopher Walken.
[F] Run amok [B] with a [Em] styling gel.
A [Am] pompadour. _ _ _
[B] A real _ pompadour. _ _
[Em] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ [B] _ _ _
[Em] _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[F] _ _ [B] _ [Em] Well, _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [C] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ I started thinking different [C] _ [Fm] about how I'd spend [Bbm] my day.
[Ab] I would need to [Db] soothe the rhinestones.
[Gb] That would be [C] the [Fm] only way.
[C] _ [Fm] I'd write [C] my name [Fm] on the neck [C] of my [Fm] guitar and [Bbm] burl inlay.
_ [Ab] It would be worth [Db] every penny [Gb] of all the dough [C] I'd have [Fm] to pay.
[C] Well, [Fm] my ideals [C] were high [Fm] and mighty.
[C] _ [Fm] But they did not last [Bbm] so long.
_ [Ab] As I read the [Db] morning paper, [Gb] things [C] started [Fm] going wrong.
[C] Well, [Fm] I ran [C] my fingers [Fm] through my [Cm] hair.
[Fm] I did it for [Bbm] too long.
Well, [Ab] I flattened [Db] my poor _ [Gb] pompadour.
But at least [C] I got [Fm] this song.
A [Bbm] pompadour. _ _
[C] I woke up with a _ [Fm] pompadour. _ _
[F] It was a [Bbm] pompadour.
_ [Db] _ _
[C] It was a _ _ pompadour. _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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