The Decemberists – Los Angeles Im Yours (Guitar)

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Cadd2: x 3 0 0 1 0 Dmadd2:x x 0 0 3 1 Fadd2: 1 3 3 0 1 1 [Intro] C C C C Cadd2 C (x2) [Verse 1]
C                 Cadd2 C               Cadd2 Am
There is a city by the sea, a gentle com - pa - ny, 

              Asus2 Em       F F  G G
I don't suppose you want to

C                   Cadd2  C               Cadd2   Am
And as it tells its sorry tale, in harrowing detail 

               Asus2  Em      F F  G G
Its hollowness will haunt you

Dm                         Dmadd2   F               Fadd2   Am  Asus2
Its streets and boulevards,         orphans and oligarchs adhere

F                 Fadd2 Dm                 Dmadd2
A plaintive melody,     A truncated symphony

   F                        Fadd2 G
An ocean's garbled vomit on the   shore, 

    F F G G      C
Los Angeles, I'm yours
C C C C Cadd2 C (x4) F F G G [Verse 2]
C                        Cadd2 C                  Cadd2 Am
Oh ladies pleasant and demure, sallow-cheeked and sure 

          Asus2 Em       F F  G G
I can see your undies

C                        Cadd2  C               Cadd2   Am
And all the boys you drag about, an empty fallow fount 

            Asus2 Em       F F  G G
From Saturdays to Mondays 

Dm                         Dmadd2   F               Fadd2   Am  Asus2
You hill and valley crowd, hanging your trousers down at heel 

F                   Fadd2 Dm                 Dmadd2             
This is the realest thing, as ancient choirs sing 

   F                        Fadd2 G
A dozen blushing cherubs wheel above

    F F G G      C
Los Angeles my love
C C C C Cadd2 C (x2) C C# Dmaj7 C#m Dmaj7 C#m C#m D# E . . . (solos)
D                         D                 Bm            Bsus2    F#m  G G  A A
  Oh what a rush of ripe élan, languor on divans, dalliant and dainty

D                      Dsus2   D                Dsus2 Bm
But oh the smell of burnt cocaine, the dolor and decay

              Bsus2 F#m   G G  A A
It only makes me    cranky

Dm                 Dmadd2 F                Fsus2 Am    Asus2 Am 
Oh great calamity,        dish of iniquity and   tears

F                      Fsus2 Dm                         Dmadd2
How I abhor this place,      its sweet and bitter taste

    F                    Fsus2        G
Has left me wretched, retching on all fours

    F F G G      C
Los Angeles, I'm yours

    F F G G      C
Los Angeles, I'm yours

    F F G G      C
Los Angeles, I'm yours
F F G G C F F G G C