Chordproc: Warren Zevon : Misc

Warren Zevon : Misc


  1. Carmelita
  2. Desperados Under The Eaves
  3. I Was In The House When The House Burned Down
  4. Mutineer
  5. My Shit's Fucked Up
  6. Poor, Poor Pitiful Me

Carmelita

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E
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A
E
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A
E
I hear mariachi static on the radio
B7
And the tubes they glow in the dark And I'm there with her in Ensenada
E
When I'm here in Echo Park
A
Carmelita, hold me tighter
E
A
I think I'm sinking down
E
B7
And I'm all strung out on heroin
E
On the outskirts of town
Well I'm sitting here playing solitaire With my pearl handled deck The county won't give me no more methadone And they cut off your welfare check Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out on heroin On the outskirts of town
Instrumental verse and chorus
Well I pawned my Smith Corona And I went to meet my man He hangs out down on Alvarado Street By the Pioneer Chicken Stand Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out on heroin On the outskirts of town Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out on heroin On the outskirts of town
E
A



Desperados Under The Eaves

Bb
C
F
Am
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
Bb
C
Dm
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
A7
/g
Dm
Gm
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin'
F
C
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles, I'm gonna drink 'em up
Bb
C
F
And if California slides into the ocean
Bb
C
Gm
F
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
Bdim
Am
Gm
F
Bb
C
I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill
Bb
C
F
Don't the sun look angry through the trees?
Bb
F
C
Gm
Dm
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves?
Dm
G
Don't you feel like Desperados under the eaves?
Bb
C
Bb
F
Heaven help the one who leaves
Gm
Dm
Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
F
C
Dm
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me
A7
/g
Dm
But except in dreams you're never really free
Bb
F
C
Gm
F
Don't the sun look angry at me?
Bb
C
F
Am
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
Bb
C
Dm
I was listening to the air conditioner hum
It went:
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm mm-mm-mm mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
C
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away



I Was In The House When The House Burned Down

G5 3x0033
C x32013
Em 022003
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G5
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G5
I had the shit till it all got smoked
D
I kept the promise till the vow got broke
D
I had to drink from the lovin' cup
G5
I stood on the banks till the river rose up
C
I saw the bride in her wedding gown
G5
D
C
Em
D
G
I was in the house when the house burned down
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C
Em
D
G
x3
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G
| I may be old and I may be bent But I had the money till it all got spent I had the money till they made me pay Then I had the sense to be on my way I had to stay in the underground I was in the house when the house burned down |
C
Em
D
G
x3
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C
I was in the house when the house burned down
G5
I met the man with the thorny crown
D
I helped Him carry his cross through town
G5
D
I was in the house when the house burned down
Harmonica Break:
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C
Em
D
G
x3
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G
D
x2
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Drumfill
Chorus
Repeat verse 1
G



Mutineer

Capo I
A
Asus2
E
x2
E
Asus2
A
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum,
E
A
E
hoist the mainsail, here I come
A
Asus2
E
Ain't no room on board for the insincere,
A
E
you're my witness,
A
E
I'm your mutineer
E
Asus2
A
I was born to rock the boat,
E
A
E
some may sink but we will float
A
Asus2
E
Grab your coat, let's get out of here,
A
E
you're my witness,
A
E
I'm your mutineer
E
C#m
Long ago we laughed at shadows,
A
E
A
lightning flashed and thunder followed us
E
A
E
It could never find us here,
A
E
you're my witness,
A
E
I'm your mutineer
E
C#m
A
E
A
E
A
E
E
C#m
Long ago we laughed at shadows,
A
E
A
lightning flashed and thunder followed us
E
A
E
It could never find us here,
A
E
you're my witness,
A
E
I'm your mutineer
E
Asus2
A
I was born to rock the boat,
E
A
E
some may sink but we will float
A
Asus2
E
Grab your coat, let's get out of here,
A
E
you're my witness,
A
E
I'm your mutineer
A
E
You're my witness,
A
E
I'm your mutineer
A
E
I'm your mutineer



My Shit's Fucked Up

Tuning: Drop D
Intro
e|----------------------|---------------------------|
B|----------------------|---------------------------|
G|-2-0-2----2-0---0---0-|-2-0-2----2-5-2-0--------0-|
D|--------0-----3---3---|--------0---------3-0--3---|
A|-0-0-0----------------|-0-0-0---------------------|
D|----------------------|---------------------------|
e|----------------------|------------------------|
B|----------------------|------------------------|
G|-2-0-2----2-0---0---0-|---------0---0--------2-|
D|--------0-----3---3---|-0-0-3-0---5----0---0---|
A|-0-0-0----------------|------------------------|
D|----------------------|------------------0-----|
Verse
Riff
e|------------------------|------------------------|
B|------------------------|------------------------|
G|---------0---0--------2-|---------0---0--------2-|
D|-0-0-3-0---5----0---0---|-0-0-3-0---5----0---0---|
A|------------------------|------------------------|
D|------------------0-----|------------------0-----|
When I went to the doctor, I said I'm feeling kinda rough.
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B|------------------------|------------------------|
G|-5-2-0-------2----------|---------0---0--------2-|
D|-------3-0--0--8-7-5--5-|-0-0-3-0---5----0---0---|
A|---------------------5--|------------------------|
D|---------------8-7-5----|------------------0-----|
Let me break it to you son, your shit's fucked up.
Bridge
A5
G5
D5
F5
G5
D5
e|------------------------|-----------------------------|
B|------------------------|-----------------------------|
G|------------------------|-----------------------2-----|
D|------7------5------0---|------3------5-------0---0---|
A|----7------5------------|----3------5-------0-------0-|
D|-7------5------0--0---0-|-3------5------0-0-----------|
Yeah, yeah... it has to happen...
A5
G5
D5
e|------------------------|-------------|
B|------------------------|-------------|
G|------------------------|-------------|
D|------7------5------0---|-------------|
A|----7------5------------|-3------3--5-|
D|-7------5------0--0---0-|-------------|
the rich folks... happen to you.
Well, I went to the doctor I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough" "Let me break it to you, son Your shit's fucked up" I said, "My shit's fucked up? Well I don't see how" He said, "The shit that used to work It won't work now" I, I had a dream Ah shucks, oh well Now it's all fucked up It's shot to hell Yeah, yeah, my shit's fucked up It has to happen to the best of us The rich folks suffer like the rest of us It'll happen to you That Amazing Grace Sort of passed you by You wake up every day And you start to cry You wanna die But you just can't quit Let me break it on down It's the fucked up shit Yeah my shit's fucked up Fucked up



Poor, Poor Pitiful Me

C
G
D
G
C
D
G
C
G
D
G
I lay my head on the railroad tracks
C
D
G
Waiting for the double E
C
G
D
G
The rail-road don't run no more
C
D
G
Poor, poor pitiful me
C
G
D
G
Poor, poor, pitiful me
C
D
G
Poor, poor, pitiful me
C
G
D
G
These young girls won't let me be
C
G
D
Lord have mercy on me
G
Woe is me
C
G
D
G
Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood
C
D
G
And I ain't naming names
C
G
D
G
But she really worked me over good
C
D
G
she was just like Jesse James
C
G
D
G
She really worked me over good
C
D
G
she was a credit to her gender
C
G
D
G
She put me through some changes, Lord
C
D
G
Sort of like a Warring Blender
C
G
D
G
Poor, poor, pitiful me
C
D
G
Poor, poor, pitiful me
C
G
D
G
These young girls won't let me be
C
G
D
Lord have mercy on me
G
Woe is me
C
G
D
G
C
D
G
C
G
D
G
Poor, poor, pitiful me
C
D
G
Poor, poor, pitiful me
C
G
D
G
These young girls won't let me be
C
G
D
Lord have mercy on me
G
Woe is me
C
G
D
G
I met a girl at the Rainbow Bar
C
D
G
She asked me if I'd beat her
C
G
D
G
She took me back to the Hyatt House
I don't want to talk about it
C
D
G
Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me