The Head and the Heart – Ghosts (Guitar)

Capo 1 Video Lesson
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based on this stripped down acoustic version: [Verse 1]
Am                                                  E
Boys in the streets are talking about leavin, they're leavin.

Asus4                 E
Looking for places to go.

Am                                                  E
Boys in the streets are talking about leavin, they're leavin.

Asus4                 E
Looking for places to go.

Am
Andy built his coffin down in Carolina,

E
told me he was running from somethin.

Asus4                           E
I think he's just out chasing girls.

Am
And Erin moved all of her shit to Chicago,

E
her mother made sure that she left with a bible,

Asus4                            E
but you won't find her face on sundays.
[Pre-Chorus] C#m B A G# C#m B A G# [Chorus]
C#m                B                A           G#
All my friends are talking about leavin, about leavin.

C#m                B                A           G#
But all my friends are sittin in their graves.

C#m                B                A           G#
All my friends are talking about leavin, about leavin.

C#m                B                A           G#
But all my friends are sittin in their graves.
[Verse 2]
Am
Is is any wonder why we all leave home?

E
People say „I knew you when you were six years old!“

Asus4                                 E
But I`ve changed, I`ve changed, I`ve changed.

Am
Mom and dad, if only you could see me now.

E
Been here for a year and now I own this town.

Asus4                                   E
Cause I`ve changed, I`ve changed, I`ve changed.
[Pre-Chorus] C#m B A G# C#m B A G# [Chorus]
C#m                B                A           G#
All my friends are talking about leavin, about leavin.

C#m                B                A           G#
But all my friends are sittin in their graves.

C#m                B                A           G#
All my friends are talking about leavin, about leavin.

C#m                B                A           G#
But all my friends are sittin in their graves.
[Outro]
E
One day we`ll all be ghosts.

E
Trippin around someone else`s home.

C#m                                   A
One day we`ll all be ghosts, ghosts, ghosts.

A               E
Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts.

E
One day we`ll all be found.

E
No longer lost, we`re just hanging around.

C#m                                A
One day we'll all be found, found, found.

A             E
Found, found, found.