Jason Isbell and The 400 Unit – Hope The High Road (Guitar)

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From "The Nashville Sound" [Intro] | D A . . | F#m A . . | D A . . | [Verse 1]
|F#m A                                |D  A                    |
 .   . . I used to think that this was my town . what a stupid

|F#m      A                                   |D    A                 |
 Thing to think . I hear you're fightin' off a breakdown, I myself am

|F#m    A                           |D    A                           |
 On the brink . I used to wanna be a real man . I don't know what that

|F#m  A                                |D    A                           |
 Even means . Now I just want you in my arms again

                         |F#m     A          |
 . And we can search each other's dreams . .
[Chorus]
|Bm               |A                   E             |
 . . I know you're tired and you ain't sleepin' well

|Bm     |A                 E           |
 . . Uninspired and likely mad as hell

|Bm                  |A              E                  |D           |
 . . But wherever you are I hope the high road leads you home again . .
[Verse 2]
|E                             |A                                          |
 . . . I've heard enough of the white man's blues, . I've sang enough about

|F#m  A                                     |D   A                       |
 My - self . . So if you're lookin' for some bad news, . you can find it

|F#m       A                     |D        A                        |
 Somewhere else . Last year was a son of a bitch . for nearly every

|F#m    A                                   |D         A
 One we know, . but I ain't fightin' with ya down in a ditch,

                        |F#m    A        |
 . I'll meet you up here on the road . .
[Chorus]
|Bm               |A                   E             |
 . . I know you're tired and you ain't sleepin' well

|Bm     |A                 E           |
 . . Uninspired and likely mad as hell

|Bm                  |A              E                  |
 . . But wherever you are I hope the high road leads you

|D                          |E               |
 Home again . to a world you wanna live in .
[Bridge]
|F#m               |F#m              |A          |A          |
 . . We'll ride the ship down dumping buckets overboard . . .

|F#m               |F#m              |E                 |D         |
 . . There can't be more of them than us, there can't be more . . .
[Break] | D A . . | F#m A . . | D A . . | F#m A . . | | D A . . | F#m A . . | D A . . | F#m A . . | [Chorus]
|Bm               |A                   E             |
 . . I know you're tired and you ain't sleepin' well

|Bm     |A                 E           |
 . . Uninspired and likely mad as hell

|Bm                  |A              E                  |
 . . But wherever you are I hope the high road leads you

|D                          |E               |
 Home again . to a world you wanna live in .

|D                   |E               |
 . . . To a world you wanna live in .
[Outro] | D A . . | F#m A . . | D A . . | F#m A | Note: Counting this song is a little unusual because accent is placed on the second beat of every measure. So instead of ONE-two-three-four . . . count it as one-TWO-three-four. Charted by Dexex