Chordproc: Stray Birds

Stray Birds


  1. 25 To Life
  2. The Bells
  3. Best Medicine
  4. Dream In Blue
  5. Harlem
  6. Never For Nothing
  7. Sabrina
  8. Somehow
  9. Third Day In A Row
  10. When I Die

25 To Life

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D
A
Bm
A
G
A
D
D
A
Left my home I was 17, I was looking for a job
A
D
When I met them no-good friends of mine.
D
A
They gave me all kinds of bad advice and they taught me how to rob.
A
Bm
A
Said they'd always be there down the line...
A
Bm
Bm
A
Be there down the line.
D
A
I got my very first 12 gauge, got a half a dozen shells
A
D
Come to find that one was all I need.
D
A
I didn't waste no time a'thinkin' I got right down to the job.
A
Bm
A
That night a grown man would bleed...
A
Bm
Bm
A
A grown man would bleed.
G
A
There ain't no romance in 25 to life,
Bm
A
G
Still a kid I'll prob'ly die in my cell.
G
A
At night I worry, no dog, no son, no wife.
Bm
A
G
I did it all with a lone shotgun shell.
Bm
A
D
Whoa... A shotgun shell.
D
A
D
D
A
Well I run up into the country store, I demanded the cash.
A
D
Had a bag in my left hand, a gun in my right.
D
A
With the feelings I never had before it all happened oh too fast.
A
Bm
A
That shot rang out as cold as the night...
A
Bm
Bm
A
Cold as the night.
D
A
A dust cloud rose up in the air the blood flowin' from his mouth.
A
D
Had his eyes wide open, they were starin' back at mine.
D
A
Judge came out, put the gavel down, his voice mighty loud.
A
Bm
G
"You done wrong and boy you'll do the time...
A
D
Boy you'll do the time."
G
A
There ain't no romance in 25 to life,
Bm
A
G
Still a kid I'll prob'ly die in my cell.
G
A
At night I worry, no dog, no son, no wife.
Bm
A
G
I did it all with a lone shotgun shell.
G
A
D
Whoa... A shotgun shell.
G
A
There ain't no romance in 25 to life,
Bm
A
G
I'm still a kid I'll probably die in my cell.
G
A
Hell at night I worry, no dog, no son, no wife.
Bm
A
G
I did it all, did it all to myself.
G
A
D
A
G
Whoa... A shotgun shell.
G
A
D
A
D
Whoa... A shotgun shell.



The Bells

Rockabye baby Bethlehem stable There's a dog eared bible on the kitchen table Of a Mississippi morning cotton plantation And a Tarrytown underground railroad station Abraham rises on a day decided All six foot four in a house divided And he cries cause he knows what the wind is bringing Now the trees are down but the birds are singing Muddy waters keep on rollin And the bells are cracked but they keep on tollin Muddy waters keep on rollin And the bells are cracked but they keep on tollin Bus pulls up, Montgomery station She reads the law like an invitation Now the oil is low but the lamp is burning And the wheels are busted but they keep on turning Break my bread, share my water Take my hand and call me brother The kingdom stands but the walls are leaning At the edge of the water a king is dreaming



Best Medicine

Intro
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Verse 1
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nothin' my friend is harder to leave than the
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sound of a town with am-bition up its sleeve
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but this is my main street my red neon sign and I'm
Em
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just another record shop hangin' on the vine
Bm
F#m
G
Nothin' my friend is harder to leave
Em
G
A
Than the sound of a town with ambition up its sleeve
Bm
F#m
G
But this is my main street, my red neon sign
Em
G
A
And I'm just another record shop hangin' on the vine
I walk like I've been kneelin' on these Rolling Stones and the doctor tells me he can hear the Beatles in my bones You never know the gold you can find up there 'til you put the needle down and do some digging in the air
D
G
D
G
D
Well well well, all I see is all I tell
A
G
D
I never met a stranger to the bottom of the well
G
D
G
D
G
D
If the body is a temple, the soul is a bell
A
G
D
and that's why music is the best medicine I sell
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Well well well, all I see is all I tell I never met a stranger to the bottom of the well If the body is a temple, the soul is a bell and that's why music is the best medicine I sell, well well all I see is all I tell I never met a stranger to the bottom of the well If the body is a temple, the soul is a bell and that's why music is the best medicine I sell
Outro
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Dream In Blue

Am
G/b
C
I dream in blue
F
G
Am
I drown in dew
F
C
I left home on account of you
F
C
G
Am
always loving someone new
F
G
C
I dream in blue.
Am
G/b
C
I gave my time
F
G
Am
Dollar and dime.
F
C
I left home on account of wine
F
C
G
Am
making me believe your mine
F
G
C
I gave my time.
Am
G/b
C
I looked away
F
G
Am
day after day
F
C
I left home on account of rain
F
C
G
Am
slowing down my glory train
F
G
C
I looked away.
Am
G/b
C
I've seen those crows
F
G
Am
All in a row
F
C
I left home on account of snow
F
C
G
Am
buried all the things I know
F
G
C
I've seen those crows
Am
G/b
C
I dream in blue
F
G
Am
I drown in dew
F
C
I left home on account of you
F
C
G
Am
always loving someone new
F
G
C
I dream in blue.
F
C
I left home on account of you
F
C
G
Am
always loving someone new.
F
G
C
I dream in blue.
F
G
C
I dream in blue.
F
G
C
I dream in blue.
F
G
C
I..



Harlem

Capo IV
G
D/f#
C
My city's had a lot of trouble sleeping
G
D
She's up all night
G
D/f#
C
Breaking through the windows and the ceiling
G
D
Scraping stars from the sky
And my city's made a habit out of crying All through the night They say she likes the harmony of sirens
G
D
G
And the timing of the traffic lights
C
G
C
G
But I love my city, my sleepless city
G
D
I'll do the sleeping for free
C
G
C
G
I love my city, my sleepless city
G
D
G
She can do the crying for me
My city's picking fights across the water With the worn-out moon And I watch her from my honey-coloured corner A quiet room Where I hung a little picture of my darling Black and white But it's been fading on a yellow wall in Harlem Since she left that night But I love my city, my sleepless city I'll do the sleeping for free I love my city, my sleepless city She can do the crying for me



Never For Nothing

Full moon rising on an early frost I'm dripping from the rivers I never meant to cross But I like the things I'm learning more than anything I've lost Oh, I have lost, oh, I have lost But not for nothing, never for nothing Like a sparrow in Paris, perched on a rock To the alleys of London and her underground loves For copper and bread and a beggar's good thumb Oh, I have sung, oh, I have sung But not for nothing, never for nothing
Instrumental verse
Roots and rings are a promise of trains But I'll hold you as dear as the shore holds the sea And for you, pretty baby, my loving is free My loving is free, my loving is free But not for nothing, never for nothing Full moon rising on an early frost



Sabrina

Capo IV
C
F
C
When the sun comes up Sabrina's pullin' grapes from the vine
F
C
Another day another chance to make another bottle of wine
Am
F
Triple bill Tuesday, Federal Hill that night
Dm
G
She got a bottle in the backseat, Baltimore in sight
C
F
Sabrina, drinkin' a Yuengling in the green room
C
G
All I had to do was stand up and she gave me a beer
C
F
Cristina, got a little busy in the bedroom
C
G
Waitin' at home on a baby, Aw she couldn't be here
C
In Baltimore
Cristina's got a little operation out of her hometown They drive the sexi-mexi food truck to every festival around Servin' up tacos and burritos in the heat of the day And come the cool of the night you can find 'em dancing' backstage Sabrina ... Up a couple flights of stairs and around the bend Behind closed doors a party and a couple of friends Nobody stops Sabrina, she knows just what to say Goin' anywhere she pleases, lookin' like she knows the way Sabrina ...



Somehow

You were someone I used to love Sometimes I'm dreaming of Now you're somehow, someone, somewhere far away There was something we used to hold Some nights against the cold Now you're somehow, someone somewhere far away The rushing wing and rain have never bitten The fallen tree that breaks before it bends Just as the candle burns Just as the season turns It's just the way the world intends You were someone I used to love Sometimes I'm dreaming of Now you're somehow, someone, somewhere far away There was something we used to hold Some nights against the cold Now you're somehow, someone somewhere far away The setting sun must bow the the horizon The rising tide upon the moon depends Just as the river runs Just as the morning comes It's just the way the world intends You were someone I used to love Sometimes I'm dreaming of Now you're somehow, someone, somewhere far away Now you're somehow, someone, somewhere far away



Third Day In A Row

You hear the sirens out in the street You see the people up on their feet This dusty roadside ain't you home It's just a place that you alone You're all about it now, you always were There's something out there for you to learn Now it's the third day in a row You've seen the sun come up Some things take a lifetime to learn So you make 'em up You've got such a long way to go No, you can't give up Oh, don't give up Lady Madonna in borrowed clothes She looks for boys at the rock and roll show You try to catch her, but she escapes She didn't answer when you called her name And now you're out there on your own Another dog without a bone And it's the third day in a row You've seen the sun come up Some things take a lifetime to learn So you make 'em up You've got such a long way to go No, you can't give up Oh, don't give up You see yourself walking on the street, on the street (Walking on the street) Somebody's talking about the ways and the means (Talking ways and means) You put your hands in the pockets of your jeans It's time for bed now, close your eyes Picture the birds up in the skies They go flying high and free Without concern for you and mean It's probably all right, the things you did No one was ever against you, kid Now it's the third day in a row You've seen the sun come up Some things take a lifetime to learn So you make 'em up You've got such a long way to go No, you can't give up Oh, don't give up



When I Die

When I die lay me down at the stream By the tree with the deepest roots Bury my body in blue jeans And a pair of my leather boots Maybe sing a song, maybe carry a rose Maybe listen for the wind on the day it blows Don't tell 'em you loved me if you broke my heart Leave the flowers above me now, don't tear 'em apart Some days we had it easy, sometimes trouble too Honey, I'd trade a good day alone for a bad one with you Will you miss my dark cloud, my stormy state of mind Somebody's gotta roll that thunder in the sky Take my guitar from the empty hall Don't let it hang from some rich man's wall That piece of wood is how I learned to pray Just find some hands to play it every day Take my body down Main Street, take me by my old school Toast my name at the bar where we used to shoot pool Take me past the graveyard where my family lay I wanna be by the water on that final day