Gram Parsons : Grievous Angel

Capo:

I

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D

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Won't you scratch my itch, sweet Annie Rich

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E

A

And welcome me back to town

A

D

A

Come out on your porch or step into your parlor

B

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And I'll tell you how it all went down

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A7

D

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels

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A7

D

And a good saloon in every single town

D

E

A

Oh and I remembered something you once told me

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E

A

And I'll be damned if it did not come true

D

E

A

C#m

F#m

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down

D

E

A

And they all led me straight back home to you

C#m

D

E

A

'Cause I headed West to grow up with the country

F#m

E

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Across those prairies with those waves of grain

C#m

D

E

A

And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep blue sea

D

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D

E

A

And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee

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D

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We flew straight across that river bridge

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E

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Last night, half past two

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D

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Switchman wave his lantern goodbye and good day

B

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As we went rolling through

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A7

D

Billboards and truck stops pass by the grievous angel

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E7

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And now I know just what I have to do

Instrumental verse

C#m

D

E

A

And the man on the radio won't leave me alone

F#m

E

A

He wants to take my money for something that I've never been shown

C#m

D

E

A

And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep blue sea

D

E

D

E

A

And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee

A

D

A

The news I could bring I met up with the king

E

A

On his head an amphetamine crown

A

D

A

He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt

B

E

And lighted out for some desert town

A

A7

D

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels

A

A7

D

And a good saloon in every single town

D

E

A

Oh but I remembered something you once told me

D

E

A

And I'll be damned if it did not come true

D

E

A

C#m

F#m

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down

D

E

A

And they all led me straight back home to you

D

E

A

C#m

F#m

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down

D

E

A

And they all lead me straight back home to you

G

G7

C

D

G

Hearts on fire, my love for you brought only misery

G

G7

C

D

G

Hearts on fire, put out the flames and set this cold heart free

D7

One short year our love burned

G

Until at last I guess you learned

D7

A7

The art of being untrue and then goodbye

D7

G

What could I do except to cry and moan

C

G

D7

Lord, what have I done?

C

Once we were as sweet and warm

D7

As the golden morning sun

C

D

G

F

C

G

Hearts on fire, my love for you brought only misery

G7

C

D7

G

Hearts on fire, put out the flames and set this cold heart free |

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D7

G

Friends say it's just a game and that no one is to blame

D7

Go out forget her lies

A7

D7

But she'll be there and sparks will fly

G

My love has turned to hatred

C

G

D7

Sleep escapes me still

C

God, please take this heart of mine

D

'Cause if you don't the devil will

C

D

G

F

C

G

Hearts on fire, my love for you brought only misery

G7

C

D

G

Hearts on fire, put out the flames and set this cold heart free

C

D

G

F

C

G

Hearts on fire

Capo:

II

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A

I can't dance, I never could

D

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I guess my feet don't match

A

I'd get out there on the floor

B

E

But I'm afraid of hurtin' my back

A

I can't dance, I guess I'm

D

A

Just one of the unfortunate few

A

So just for a little bit, baby

D

E

A

I'll come out and dance with you

D

A

But I can't dance and I'm feelin' so good, yeah

A

Some of us can, some of us can't

B

E

Some of us wish that they could dance I can't dance, I guess I'm Just one of the unfortunate few So just for a little bit, baby I'll come out and dance with you

Instrumental (first) verse and chorus

D

A

I can't dance and I'm feelin' so good, yeah

A

Some of us can, some of us can't

B

E

Some of us wish that they could dance I can't dance, I guess I'm Just one of the unfortunate few So just for a little bit, baby I'll come out and dance with you So just for a little bit, baby I'll come out and dance with you So just for a little bit, baby I'll come out and dance with you

Capo:

II

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Em

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A

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D

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D

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Em

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D

Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes

Em

A

D

Warm evenings, pale mornings bottle of blues

F#m

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G

E

E7

And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair

Em

A

D

Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes My mind was young until she grew My secret thoughts known only by a few It was a dream much too real to be leaned against too long All the time I think she knew Her words still dance inside my head Her comb still lies beside my bed And the sun comes up without her, it just doesn't know she's gone But I remember everything she said Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes Warm evenings, pale mornings bottle of blues And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes |

Em

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Capo:

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D7

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G

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D7

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G

Am

C

It was a thousand dollar wedding supposed to be held the other day

F

D7

C

G

And with all the invitations sent, the young bride went away

C

G

When the groom saw people passing notes

Am

C

F

D7

Not unusual, he might say

C

F

But where are the flowers for my baby

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Bb

F

I'd even like to see her mean old mama

C

Em

Am

C/g

F

C

And why ain't there a funeral, if you're gonna act that way?

F

D

C

G

D7

G

I hate to tell you how he acted when the news arrived

G

D7

F

He took some friends out drinking, and it's lucky they survived

C

Em

Am

C/g

F

D7

Well, he told them everything there was to tell there along the way

C

F

And he felt so bad when he saw the traces

C

Bb

F

Of old lies still on their faces

C

Em

Am

C/g

So why don't someone here just spike his drink

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C

Bb

F

Why don't you do him in some old way

C

Bb

F

Supposed to be a funeral

C

It's been a bad, bad day

F

D7

C

G

D7

G

The Reverend Dr William Grace was talking to the crowd

G

D7

F

All about the sweet child's holy face and the saints who sung out loud

C

Em

Am

C/g

F

D7

And he swore the fiercest beasts could all be put to sleep the same silly way

C

F

And where are the flowers for the girl

C

Bb

F

She only knew she loved the world

C

Em

Am

C/g

F

C

Bb

F

And why ain't there one lonely horn and one sad note to play?

C

Bb

F

Supposed to be a funeral

C

Bb

F

It's been a bad, bad day

C

Bb

F

Supposed to be a funeral

C

Bb

F

It's been a bad, bad day

D7

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C

G

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C

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Em

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C

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D

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G

Em

Love hurts, love scars

C

D

Love wounds and mars

G

Em

Any heart not tough

C

D

Nor strong enough

C

G

To take a lot of pain

B7

Em

Take a lot of pain

G

C

/b

Love is like a cloud

Am

D

Holds a lot of rain

C

G

Love hurts

F

C

G

D

Mmm mmm, love hurts I'm young, I know But even so I know a thing or two I've learned from you I've really learned a lot Really learned a lot Love is like a stove Burns you when it's hot

C

G

Love hurts

F

C

G

Mmm mmm, love hurts

Em

B7

Em

Some fools think of happiness

B7

Em

B7

Em

Blissfulness, togetherness

A

Asus4

A

Some fools fool themselves, I guess

D

But they're not fooling me

G

I know it isn't true

B7

Em

Know it isn't true

G

C

/b

Love is just a lie

Am

D

Made to make you blue

C

G

Love hurts

F

C

G

Mmm mmm, love hurts |

G

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Em

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C

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D

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C

G

Love hurts

F

C

G

Mmm mmm, love hurts

F

C

G

Oh oh, love hurts

E7

Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

A

E

Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

D

Every time I hit your crystal city

A

E7

You know you gonna make a wreck out of me Well, the first time I lose I drink whiskey Second time I lose I drink gin Third time I lose I drink anything 'Cause I think I'm gonna win

A

E

Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Every time I hit your crystal city You know you gonna make a wreck out of me Well, the Queen of Spades is a friend of mine The Queen of Hearts is a bitch Someday when I clean up my mind I'll find out which is which Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Every time I hit your crystal city You know you gonna make a wreck out of me |

E7

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x4

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x2

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E7

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x2

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D

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E7

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x2

Well, I spend all night with the dealer Trying to get ahead Spend all day at the Holiday Inn Trying to get out of bed Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Every time I hit your crystal city You know you gonna make a wreck out of me |

E7

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x4

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x2

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E7

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x2

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D

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E7

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C

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Bb

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F

In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

C

Bb

F

Oh Lord, grant me vision, oh Lord, grant me speed

F

Once I knew a young man, went driving through the night

C

Bb

F

Miles and miles without a word, but just his high beam lights

Bb

F

Bb

F

Who'd have ever thought they'd build such a deadly Denver bend

C

Bb

F

To be so strong, to take so long as it would till the end |

C

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Bb

F

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x2

F

In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

C

Bb

F

Oh Lord, grant me vision, oh Lord, grant me speed

F

Another young man safely strummed his silver stringed guitar

C

Bb

F

And he played to people everywhere, some say he was a star

Bb

F

Bb

F

But he was just a country boy, his simple songs confess

C

Bb

F

And the music he had in him so very few possess

F

In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

C

Bb

F

Oh Lord, grant me vision, oh Lord, grant me speed |

C

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Bb

F

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x2

F

Then there was an old man, kind and wise with age

C

Bb

F

And he read me just like a book and he never missed a page

Bb

F

Bb

F

And I loved him like my father, and I loved him like my friend

C

Bb

F

And I knew his time could shortly come but I did not know just when

F

In my hour of darkness, in my time of need

C

Bb

F

Oh Lord, grant me vision, oh Lord, grant me speed

C

Bb

F

Oh Lord, grant me vision, oh Lord, grant me speed

Gram Parsons : Grievous Angel
1974

Return Of The Grievous Angel

Hearts On Fire

I Can't Dance

Brass Buttons

$1000 Wedding

Love Hurts

Ooh Las Vegas

In My Hour Of Darkness

Gram Parsons : Grievous Angel 1974

Return Of The Grievous Angel

Hearts On Fire

I Can't Dance

Brass Buttons

$1000 Wedding

Love Hurts

Ooh Las Vegas

In My Hour Of Darkness

Gram Parsons : Grievous Angel
1974