Father John Misty – Leaving La (Guitar)
D Tuning (D-G-C-F-A-D)
Key
-
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
Chord notes: The F is played fairly quickly, just listen to get the strumming right. The C/G is a standard C
chord with the G note added on the low E, play the original root note too! Here is a what a Bdim7 looks like.
Bdim7
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[Verse 1]
C/G F G I was living on the hill F C/G By the water tower and hiking trails F G When the big one hit I'd have a seat F C/G To watch masters abandon their dogs and dogs run free Em Bdim7 Am Oh, baby, it's time to leave G F C/G Take the van and the hearse down to New Orleans Em Bdim7 Am Leave under the gaze of the billboard queens G F C/G 5 foot chicks with parted lips selling sweatshop jeans
[Verse 2]
C/G F G These LA phonies and their bullshit bands F C/G Sound like dollar signs and Amy Grant, F G So reads the pulled quote from my last cover piece F C/G Entitled "The Oldest Man in Folk Rock Speaks" Em Bdim7 Am You can hear it all over the air---waves G F C/G The manufactured gasp of the final days Em Bdim7 Am Someone should tell them 'bout the time that they don't have G F C/G To praise the glorious future and the hopeless past
[Verse 3]
C/G F G A few things the songwriter needs F C/G Arrows of love, a mask of tragedy F G But if you want ecstasy or birth control F C/G Just run the tap until the water's cold Em Bdim7 Am Anything else, you can get online G F C/G A creation myth or a forty-five Em Bdim7 Am You're going to need one or the other to survive G F C/G Where only the armed or the funny make it out alive
[Verse 4]
C/G F G Mara taunts me 'neath the tree F C/G She's like, "Oh great, that's just what we all need F G Another white guy in two thousand seventeen F C/G Who takes himself so goddamn seriously" Em Bdim7 Am She's not far off, the strange thing is G F C/G That's pretty much what I thought when I started this Em Bdim7 Am It took me my whole life to learn to the play the G G F C/G But the role of Oedipus was a total breeze
[Verse 5]
C/G F G Still, I dreamt of garnering all rave reviews F C/G Just believably a little north of God's own truth F G "He's a national treasure now and here's the proof F C/G In the form of his major label debut Em Bdim7 Am A little less human with each release G F C/G Closing the gap between the mask and me Em Bdim7 Am I swear I never do this, but is it okay? G F C/G Don't want to be that guy but it's my birthday G F C/G If everything ends with the photo then I'm on my way
[Interlude]
C/G F G Oh, oh oh-oh, oh, oh F C/G Oh, oh oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh oh F G Oh, oh oh-oh, oh, oh F C/G Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh, oh-oh
[Verse 6]
C/G F G I watched my old gods all collapse F C/G Were way more violence than my cartoon past F G It's like my father said before he croaked F C/G "Son, you're killing me and that's all folks" Em Bdim7 Am So why is it I'm so distraught G F C/G That what I'm selling is getting bought? Em Bdim7 Am At some point you just can't control G F C/G What people use your fake name for
[Verse 7]
C/G F G So I never learned to play the lead guitar F C/G I always more preferred the speaking parts F G Besides, there's always someone willing to F C/G Fill up the spaces that I couldn't use Em Bdim7 Am Nonetheless, I've been practicing my whole life G F C/G Washing dishes, playing drums, and getting by Em Bdim7 Am Until I figured, if I'm here then I just might G F C/G Conceal my lack of skill here in the spot-light G F C/G Maya, the mother of illusions, a beard, and I
[Verse 8]
C/G F G Two-thousand years or so since Ovid taught F C/G Night-blooming, teenage rosebuds, dirty talk F G And I'm merely a minor fascination to F C/G Manic virginal lust and college dudes Em Bdim7 Am I'm beginning to begin to see the end G F C/G Of how it all goes down between me and them Em Bdim7 Am Some ten verse chorus-less dia--tribe G F C/G Plays as they all jump ship, "I used to like this guy G F C/G This new shit really kind of makes me want to die"
[Interlude]
C/G F G Oh, oh oh-oh, oh, oh F C/G Oh, oh oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh oh F G Oh, oh oh-oh, oh, oh F C/G Oh oh, oh-oh oh, oh, oh-oh
[Verse 9]
C/G F G My first memory of music's from F C/G The time at JCPenneys with my mom F G The watermelon candy I was choking on F C/G Barbara screaming, "Someone help my son!" Em Bdim7 Am I relive it most times the radio's on G F C/G That "tell me lies, sweet little white lies" song Em Bdim7 Am That's when I first saw the comedy won't stop for G F C/G Even little boys dying in the department store
[Verse 10]
C/G F G So we leave town in total si-lence F C/G New Year's Day, it's six o'clock A.M. F G I've never seen Sunset this abandoned F C/G Reminds me predictably of the world's end Em Bdim7 Am It'll be good to get more space G F C/G God knows what all these suckers pay Em Bdim7 Am I can stop drinking and you can write your script G F C/G But what we both think now is