Blue Rodeo – Outskirts (Guitar)

|C             |F            |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Here on the outskirts of life

|C        |F              |C Csus4 |C Csus4 C|
   Dreams     seldom come true

|F                       |G    |C        G/B       |Am  |
Flippin' thru photographs      emotional holographs

|C                    |F                       |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
   Cutouts of all the figures you might've been

|C                    |Dm      Am       |F     |   |C Csus4 |
Reflections of a life     that you once lived

|C Csus4           |C            |
         As the evening descends 

|F                      |C     Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Your conscious of every breath

|C                    |F              |C Csus4 |
And every moment is a crisis, I guess

|C Csus4    C       |F                    |G
    Starin' out the windows of your hotel room

                |C          G/B            |Am   |
You lit one too many fires underneath that spoon

|C                       |F             |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Well I guess you deserve the chosen few

|C         |Dm      Am     |F   |
Real life,     just out of view

                 |G    |
Well that's just here,

          |F     |
On the outskirts

            |G   |
Yea, that's here,

          |F    |        |C   |  |
On the outskirts of your life

              |C                     |
And there's a picture we've all seen

|F                               |C                   |    |
It was taken in the lobby of the L.A. Ambassador Hotel

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It's the silhouette of a man in another's arms

 | F                 |   |C              G/B         |Am   |
So turn off your TVs,      and let that train go home

|C                                     |F
'Cause everyone warned you that California

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Wasn't goin' to be the end

           |Dm        Am           |F   |
California     wasn't gonna be the end.

            |C
And tell me where can you hide when

          |F                |C       Csus4 |
the whole world is ugly and strange

|C Csus4             |C
         Yea tell me where you gonna turn when

           |F               |C   Csus4 |
this whole world knows your name

C Csus4 C     |F                  |G
   And  these four walls are screamin' 

                     |C   G/B   |Am     |
And all your friends were so deceiving

|C                          |F                             |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
   Yea you forgot the lines of a part you rehearsed so well

|C                    |Dm    Am      |F   |
Lyin' awake in the Brazilian Court Hotel

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   But that's just here,

|            |F      |
   On the outskirts

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   Yea, that's here

|             |F     |
   On the outskirts,

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   Of your life

|C Csus4   |C  Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
   Of your life

|C Csus4   |C  Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
   Of your life

|C Csus4   |C  Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 | C |
   Of your life