Andrew Bird – Way Out West (Guitar)
Key
-
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
Em* - Walk down (or you can just play the chord normally, I'm not your dad)
e|-------------------------| B|-------------------------| G|-------------------------| D|-------------------------| A|--7--5--3--2--0----------| E|-------------------------|
[Intro]
(strum once)
Am B G Em* Elder green is dead and gone Am B G Em* Lost his way going to town Am B G Em* And I don't know who he is, what he's done Am B G But it sure sounds sweet rolling off the tongue Em* Am B Em Yeah, and it sure sounds sweet rolling off the tongue
[Instrumental]
Em Am Em Am Em Am B Em
[Verse 1]
Em Now if I was in an old hotel Am Em That happened to be on fire Em Well, maybe I'd jump or maybe I'd reconsider Am Em Yeah, maybe I'd just climb a little higher G Em Like an oily rag in a dusty corner G B Like a box of matches near an open flame Em Am I'd jump 18 stories from a burning tower Em B Em Oh, sooner than I'd face this world of shame Am B Em Yeah, I'd skip this town and jump a westbound train Am B G Em And you take these fingerling's from my fingers Am B G Em Spoken with your breath Am B G Em With white washed eyes and flies that linger Am B Seems rather forlorn and bereft Am B G Em I said where you going with that sack on your shoulder Willie Am B G Em As if I couldn't have guessed Am B G Em And he says, he's gonna get the hell out of slag valley Am B Em And he's gonna take a little stroll way out west Am B Em Yeah, he's gonna take a little stroll way out west
[Instrumental]
Em Am Em Am Em Am B Em
[Verse 2]
Em Now if I was in an old hotel Am Em That happened to be on fire Em Well, maybe I'd jump or maybe I'd reconsider Am Em Then I'd just climb little higher G Em Like an oily rag in a dusty corner G B Like a box of matches near an open flame Em Am I'd get so far away from that old matchbox hotel Em B Am I'd skip this town and jump a westbound train Em B Am Oh man, anything to get away from this ol' shame Am B G Em And I'd take these fingerlings from my fingers Am B G Em Spoken with your breath Am B G Em White washed eyes and flies that linger Am B G Em Seems rather forlorn and bereft Am B G Em And I said, where you going with that sack on your shoulder, Willie Am B G Em As if I couldn't have guessed Am B G Em He says, I'm gonna get the hell out of slag valley Am B Em And I'm gonna take a little stroll way out west Am B Em Yeah, I wanna take a little stroll way out west
[Instrumental]
Em Am Em Am Em Am B Em