Counting Crows – Return Of The Grievous Angel (Guitar)

          D                     G     D
Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich

    D          A       D
And welcome me back to town

D                                G              D
Come out on your porch (or I'll) step into your parlor

           E                        A
And (I'll) tell you how it all went down.

D                             Dsus4                  G
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels

      D              Dsus4        G
And a good saloon in every single town

        G          A                  D
Oh, and I remember something you once told me

    G                 A               D
And I'll be damned if it did not come true

G               A            D     F#m   D
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down

    G                A                     D
And they all lead me straight back home to you.

     F#m            G       A        D
So I headed west to grow up with the country

      F#m                G          A        D
Out across those praries with those waves of grain

      F#m                G      A         D
And I saw my devil and I saw my deep blue sea

      G                      A           G           A          D
And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee.

     D                            G     D
Hey, we flew straight across that river bridge

D             A         D
Last night at half past two

D                               G                D
The switchman waved his lantern goodbye and good luck

   E               A
As we went rolling through.

D                         Dsus4                G
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel

    D               A                  D
And now I know just what I have to do

    F#m              G       A       D
The man on the radio won't leave me alone

   F#m                        G                   A          D
He wants to take my money for something that I've never been shown

      F#m                G      A         D
And I saw my devil and I saw my deep blue sea

      G                      A           G           A          D
And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee.

    D                        G           D
The news I could bring I met up with the king

       D          A        D
On his head an amphetamine crown

   D                            G         D
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt

    E                       A
And lit out for some desert town.

D                             Dsus4                  G
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels

      D              Dsus4        G
And a good saloon in every single town

        G          A                  D
Oh, and I remember something you once told me

    G                 A               D
And I'll be damned if it did not come true

G               A            D     F#m   D
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down

    G                A                     D
And they all lead me straight back home to you.

G               A            D     F#m   D
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down

    G                A                     D
And they all lead me straight back home to you.