Submitted by Ryan Case <jra@AIRNET.NET>
> > Alot More
> > Todd Snider
> > Songs for the Daily Planet
> >
> > G
> > Some guys are looking for dimonds
> > C
> > some guys just wanna pay there bills
> > D
> > some guys are climbing up mountins
> > G
> > while others are digging for thrills
> > G
> > some guys just wanna win trophies
> > C
> > some guys just wanna get girls
> > A
> > and some guys swear they won't stop working
> > D
> > til they own everything in the world
> >
> > Chorus:
> > C D
> > well good luck at the end of that rainbow.
> > G Em
> > if you think thats what your here for.
> > C D
> > but make no mistake about it baby,
> > C
> > i want a whole lot more
> > C G
> > i want a whole lot more
> >
> > 2nd veres:
> >
> > sometimes i see people out here
> > playing every single one of there cards
> > for bigger this or better that,
> > or greener grass around the pools in there yard
> > they work and they slave just so they
> > can save up a whole lot to leave behind
> > yeah some guys are just so certain success
> > is the key to there peice of mind
> >
> > Chorus
> >
> > Bridge:
> > C G
> > i want a whole lot more than treasures
> > D G
> > that i can store down here on earth
> > C G
> > price 'em any way that you want to
> > A D
> > hey buddy i know what there worth
> >
> > 2nd chorus:
> >
> > yeah some guys want attention
> > some guys want girls
> > and some dig kickin down doors
> > some guys wil want everything in this whole wid world
> > i want a whole lot more
> > i want a whole lot more
> >
> > Repeat Bridge
> >
> > Repeat 2nd Chorus
Alright Guy
Todd Snider -- Songs for the Daily Planet
C F C F C
(x2)
C
You know just the other morning
F C F C
I was hanging around in my house
C F
I had that new book with pictures of Madonna naked
C F C
I was checkin' it out
G F
Just then a friend of mine came through the door
G F
Said she'd never pegged me for a scumbag before
G F
She said she didn't ever want to see me any more
C G
And I still don't know why
(CHORUS:)
C F
I think I'm an alright guy
C F
I think I'm an alright guy
G G
I just want to live until I've got to die
F F
I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try
C F
I think I'm an alright guy
C F C
I think I'm alright
C
Now maybe I'm dirty
F C F C
And maybe I smoke a little dope
C F
Hey it ain't like I'm going on TV
C F C
And tearing up pictures of the pope
G F
I know I get wild and I know I get drunk
G F
But it ain't like I got a bunch of bodies in my trunk
G F
My old man used to call me a no-good punk
C G
And I still don't know why
(Chorus)
SOLO (over verse; skip final G)
C
You know just the other night
F C F C
These cops pulled me over outside a bar
C
They turned on their lights
F C F C
And they ordered me out of my car
G F
Man I was only kidding when I called 'em a couple of dicks
G F
But still they made me do the stupid human tricks
G F
Now I'm stuck in this jail with a bunch of dumb hicks
C G
And I still don't know why
(Chorus)
(Outro)
Chords E A D G B e
C - 3 2 0 1 0
F 1 3 3 2 1 1
G 3 2 0 0 0 3
-From: rh@Craycos.COM (Robert Herndon)
Easy Money - Todd Snider
(1994 Margaritaville/MCA)
One of my favorite TS tunes. I think it a true statement about one of the
many ills inherent in our society. The song is basically three chords (G/C/D)
which works well for me and my limited arsenal of chords. I play the chords
by strumming the strings on the upswing and muffing each chord to give it
that 'grove' sound. A fun song to play and sing to which explains why Todd
seems to enjoy playing it live. (Like there's any song he doesn't seem to
enjoy playing!).
Brought to you by:
Blake C. Martin (avid powerball player!) blakeweb@sd.cybernex.net
http://pinto.sd.cybernex.net/~blakeweb/
G
He tried to look like he had a little bit of money
C
A grifter with a southern drawl
G
Well I could tell right away by the way he was runnin'
D
That the boy was just a beggin' to crawl.
G
At least a junkie knows what he needs
C
You get a man all strung out on green
G
He'll give up everything he's got
D G
For just a one shot at havin' it all.
He took every last cent of his savings
On a trip to the local track
He had a tip from a friend, bet it all down to win On a horse a named heart attack.
Well now he ain't no fool boys, he didn't bet it all So everything was cool when that horse took a fall But then he turned around and blew the rest Trying to win it back
CHORUS:
C
He wanted easy money
G
It's sad but it's true
D
Everybody wants the most they can possibly get
G
For the least they can possibly do
C
They want that easy money
G
I don't understand.
D
God they scheme and they plan
G
But they can't get their hands on no easy money.
Now she'd been watching him from her table Not too soft but not too tough
Well she figured by the money he'd been throwing around That he was damn sure good-looking enough
And so she worked her way over
She shot him a wink
He took his last five bucks
He bought her a drink
By the time they hit the Motel 6
They figured they was in love (love love love...)
CHORUS:
She loved that easy money
It's sad but it's true
Everybody wants the most they can possible get For the least they can possibly do
They want that easy money
I don't understand.
Lord God they scheme and they plan
But they can't get their hands on that easy money.
Tell it like it is, all right...(Solo)
It must have been about two weeks later
He got a call from a business friend
Who'd found a sure-fire steal of an investment deal And honey guess what? He's gonna let both of us in
And so they took all their savings out of the bank And on the way home they stopped to gas up the tank She stepped in for some cigs
And she never saw the fucker again
CHORUS:
He got that easy money
It's sad but it's true
Everybody wants the most they can possible get A for the least they can possibly do
He thinks it's easy money
He don't understand.
And you scheme and you plan
You ain't got your hands on no easy money. You scheme and you plan
You ain't got your hands on no easy money.
Thanks to Hepcat for the lyrics (saved a lot of typing!). If anybody out there has got any of Will's licks transcribed please send them to me...blakeweb@sd.cybernex.net...(:<
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Hey Hey
=======
Intro:
C G F C
C G F G
C G F C
C G F C G C
C G
Got a girl in the Georgia hills
F C
Saves my money so I pay my bills
C G
Broke a bottle, took my pills
F G
Got me to sleep
C G
She makes a thing out of me
F C
Knows the world that I want to see
C G
Heaven knows she needs to be
F C G C
One promise I keep
C G
Golden haired, halo-eyed
F C
Walkin' like she ain't satisfied
C G
Sayin' things that most girls hide
F C
Sometimes she's rude
C G
Two Bloody Mary's she's full of grace
F C
Laughin' all over her pillow case
C G
Man the girl can rock the place
F C G C
When she's in the mood
G C F C F
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
G C
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
She don't talk down to me
She takes my temper patiently
She listens to me constantly
I'm always falling apart
She don't like it when I'm not home
I hate it when I got to leave her alone
The girl was born with a jealous bone
And a runaway heart
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
[solo]
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Got a girl in the Georgia hills
Saves my money so I pay my bills
Broke a bottle, took my pills
Got me to sleep
She makes a thing out of me
Knows the world that I want to see
Heaven knows she needs to be
One promise I keep
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
--
D. Kirk Lockhart (CoB,O) "Come on home Elvis, your
mango@onramp.net daughter's gone crazy..."
http://www.io.com/~mango/
http://www.hepcat.com/snider/ --Todd Snider
"Horseshoe Lake" (Todd Snider)
-------------------------------
For the verses, the chords alternate as follows:
G 320033
D xx0230
xx0232
xx0233 <-- throw this in somewhere
A x02200
x02220
x02230 <-- occasionally
D
Won't work this morning
A
I can't punch in
A
There's too many questions
G D
Under my skin
D
My back is achin'
A
I'm so confused
A
I can't help feeling
G D
I'm being used
D
I did like they told me
A
I settled down
A
Now I'm going crazy
G D
Workin' down town
D
What do I do here
G
Why do I stay
D
Who are these people
A D
I check in with every day
Chorus:
---
G D
I need room to think this over
G A
I need a ride out to Horseshoe Lake
G D
I wanna feel like it makes a difference
A D
What difference one man makes
They say that one man makes the money
One man makes the time
I need time to think this over
I've got to make up my own mind
___
Don't need a psychic
Don't need a shrink
I need time away from all of this
I need a drink
D
How did I get here
G
Where will I go
D
Why am I so haunted
A D
By anything that I don't know
*chorus
*chorus
-Arabella Clauson (arabella@mail.utexas.edu)
Please send me corrections, additions, etc.....I know there's an extra
G# (or some variation thereof) in there somewhere, so please have a look
and give me some feedback.
From: Pat Wildt <wildt@houston.dowell.slb.com>
I Spoke as a Child
By: Todd Snider
Guitar arrangement for recording of vocal w/ piano accompaniment.
When changing from G to Em, walk the base line down from the
G note (3rd fret low E or 1st string), to F# (2nd fret 1st string)
to open 1st string (E note)
G Bm C G
Everyone has days like I'm having
C G D
Holdin on to anything that I can
G Bm C G
To keep myself from anything but laughing
C G D
Looking back as far as I can stand
C D G
Out my window winter is almost over
Em C G D
I can almost see the sun behind these clouds
C D G Em
Lookin' back on where I was one year ago today
C D G
Laughing at the shape I'm in now.
Chorus:
D C G
When I was a child I spoke as a child
C G D
But all I heard was how I should get ahead,
C D G
Now growing up it ain't anything but all
Em C
This indecision with these debts and doubts
D
And worries hanging over my head
C D G Em
When I was a child I spoke as a child
C D G
I wish I could remember what I said
I'd like to find that old time feelin'
Somewhere in between what I've become
Somewhere down the line it must have seemed appealing
So I suppose that it must work for some
But I wanna go back to going crazy
Believing every word that I was told
You know sometimes growing up I think I'm getting wiser
And then other times I think I'm getting old
Chorus:
When I was a child I spoke as a child
But all I heard was how I should get ahead
Now growing up it ain't anything but all this
Indecision with these debts and doubts and
Worries hangin' over my head
When I was a child I spoke as a child
I wish I could remember what I said
When I was a child I spoke as a child
God I wish I could remember what I said
Submitted by Ryan Case <jra@AIRNET.NET>
> Late Last Night
> Todd Snider
> Step Right Up - 1996
>
> G
> Well could you try to keep it down
>
> I was up kinda late late night
>
> Now i'm felling like i usally feel
> D
> After i feel alright
> C
> I don't wanna hear another word about mornin
> G C
> I can't take the light
> G
> Well could you try to keep it down
> D G
> I was up kinda late late night
>
> G
> You see there is something inside
>
> this world that's gone so wrong
>
> there is a gap between the rich and the poor
> D
> a million miles long
> C
> I dig the fact that you and your freinds are
> G C
> gonna stand up and make it right
> G
> But could you try to keep it down
> D G
> i was up kinda late last night
>
> Chorus:
>
> C
> i was down at the bar like the fool i am
> G
> dancing on the table to son of slam
> C
> i met a whole lot of people i still don't know
> D
> i just rolled in an hour ago
> C
> could you try to keep it down?
> G
> try to keep it down...
> D G
> try to keep it down i was up kinda late last night
>
> Solo
>
> i don't wanna hear about this lollapalooza tour
> man i just woke up and where i am i can't say for sure
> i ain't the kinda guy to come and break all your records
> but then again i might...
> well could yo try to keep it down i was up kinda late last night
>
> Repeat Chorus
>
> try to keep it down....
> try to keep it down....
> try to keep it down i was up kinda late last night
Submitted by Ryan Case<jra@AIRNET.NET>
> Moondawgs Tavern
> Todd Snider, Joe Mariencheck
> Step Right Up - 1996
>
> Chorus:
> E
> Moondawgs Tavern
> A E
> Thats whare i'm a gonna go
>
> Moondawgs Tavern
> B
> That's the only place i know
> E
> Moondawgs got everything
> A
> i'm ever gonna need
> E B E
> Moondawgs Tavern in Frazier Tennessee
>
> A
> He'll sit down and he'll tell you
> E
> About all the freinds he's made
> B
> About all the nights that he walked the line
> E
> And all the mornings that he paid
> A
> How they threw him out of so many bars
> E
> he finally built one in his own backyard
> B
> he ain't been thrown out once so far
> A E
> And his tab is always paid
>
> Repeat Chorus
>
> Solo
>
> Repeat Chorus
>
> Solo 2
>
> fade out
Submitted by Ryan Case <jra@AIRNET.NET>
> G C G
> well my old man says the woodstock generaition
> C G Em
> found a way to make this nation open up it's eyes
> A D C D
> and take a look around. and he says my generaition,
> G Em
> aint good for nothin,
> C G
> well i cold think of something
> D G
> so i thought i would jot it down
>
> Chorus:
> C
> So here's to hair gel
> G
> hagin out at he health spa
> D
> using condom sense
> C D
> and wacthing la law,
> C
> here's to drum machines
> D
> stonewashed jeans
> G Em
> credit cards and fax machines
> A D
> big bow headed chicks with frat guys
> C
> wearin 40 dollar tye-dyed t-shirts
> D
> and big bold pasley ties
> C D
> here's to livin off dad as long as you can
> G Em
> and blending in with a crowd
> C D
> oh my generaition
> C D
> my generaition
> C D G
> my generaition should be proud
>
> we were raised up in the hallowed halls
> half a million shopping malls
> and there ain't any price were to proud to pay
> we'll buy anything from diet sprite
> to 1000 points of light
> well i admit were not that bright
> but i'm proud anyway
>
> Repeat Chorus
Submitted by: Kirk Lockhart <mango@onramp.net>
Intro:
C F C G C F C G
C F C
Tell anybody that ain't got nobody
G
Somebody's coming
C F C
Tell all these people who think they need money
G
Somebody's coming
C C7
Tell everybody walkin' tall and proud
F D
That their money talks, but it talks so loud
C Am
That there's somebody coming
F G C F C G
That's gonna change everything
Tell all these people makin' all these decisions
Somebody's coming
Tell all these people with their hateful opinions
Somebody's coming
Tell everybody in the KKK, in the FBI, in the CIA
That there's somebody coming
That's gonna change everything
Am Em
Somebody's coming to change your mind
F C
Sneak up on all you believe from behind
Am Em
Somebody's coming who won't let you down
F D
Who'll turn everything you thought was right around
C Am
Well somebody's coming
F G C F C G
That's gonna change everything
Tell all these people at the end of the line
Somebody's coming
Tell all these people holding "I'll work for food" signs
Somebody's coming
Somebody's coming, been here before
If you think you're outta chances, well you've got one more
'Cause somebody's coming
That's gonna change everything
Somebody's coming that don't need your vote
Gonna rattle your cage and rock your boat
Somebody' coming like a thief in the night
Gonna stand by his people when we're took weak to fight
Well somebody's coming
It's gonna change everything
Somebody's coming
Somebody's coming
Look out!
Somebody's coming
Yes it's somebody coming
That's gonna to change everything
(Na na na na...)
(Somebody, somebody, somebody)
(Somebody's coming...somebody's coming)
Chords:
C x32010
D xx0232
F 133211
G 320003
C7 x32310
Am 002210
Em 022000
That Was Me - Todd Snider
(1994 Margaritaville/MCA)
The verse is basically G's and C's with the occasional D. Keep in mind
that this is a really simplified version of the song. I'll post a
better version when I have time, but this should get you started.
G 320033
C x32033
VERSE:
Remember back about five years ago
Drivin' down the highway
Saw a kid there by the road
Long blonde dirty hair
His thumb out in the air
That was me
That was me
Remember the kid that walked into your store
The one you told you were sorry
You weren't hiring anymore
So he walked out your door
His head hung toward the floor
That was me
That was me
CHORUS:
D C G
Well I'm the face you've seen a million times
D C G D
The one who never seems to fit in between those lines
C D
I'm every broken dream
G C
This world has left behind
G D G
I'm the face you've seen a million times
Remember the kid you saw that night downtown
Singing on the sidewalk
Guitar case on the ground
He looked down on his luck
So you threw him a buck
That was me
That was me
Remember back about five years ago
Drivin' down the highway
Saw a kid there by the road
Long blonde dirty hair
His thumb out in the air
That was me
That was me
That was me
-Arabella Clauson (arabella@mail.utexas.edu)
From: Pat Wildt <wildt@houston.dowell.slb.com>
This Land Is Our Land
By: Todd Snider
Opening acoustic guitar riff: ho=hammer-on; po=Pull-off; string is given as
letter (i.e. E, A, D, etc.); number is the fret. Let's see if I can do this.
|---Dmaj position----|-----Cmaj position-----|Dmaj==>and repeat
| hoG2 D hoG2 hoD3 G | G2 hoA3 hoD2 hopoD2 A3| G
What you're realy doing is :
Hammering on a Dmaj position, changing to a Cmaj position, and doing the
pulloffs from those positions. The third note from the end, I'm showing
as a hammer-on-pull-off is just and open D string note with a quick finger
down and up on the 2nd fret, and immediate return to Dmaj (open G string
is the first note in the chord).
When performing this tune on an acoustic guitar, you use the Dmaj position
part of the above riff, and then pick the top three strings (A,D,G), hammer-
on the 2nd fret D string of the Cmaj, then go to Gmaj and do the same hammer-
on on the 2nd fret A string of the Gmaj, as you sing the verse lines.
Dmaj
Freeway through a reservation,
Cmaj Gmaj
Make way for a brand new nation,
Dmaj
Big ideas, we got brand new plans,
Cmaj Gmaj
Heaven knows we need this land,
Dmaj
We're gonna build big, high and wide
Cmaj Gmaj
City streets through countrysides,
Dmaj
Chemicals, and pesticides.
Cmaj Gmaj C C C G
This land is our land.
Hey, redman don't waste our time,
We're young and strong, we got hills to climb,
There's a lot of room but we need it all
For slave trade and shopping malls,
Gonna build big factories with paper plates and plastic trees
Styrofoam and antifreeze.
This land is our land.
Chorus:
G D F C G
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land.
Well we came out of a ragin' sea,
To claim someplace whre we'd be free,
We got hopeful hearts, workin hands and
Heaven knows we need this land
Cause the world needs land fills, diet pills and papermills
We need country clubs and oil spills.
This land is our land.
Chorus:
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land.
Freeway through a reservation,
Make way for a brand new nation,
Big ideas, we got brand new plans,
Heaven knows we need this land for super bowls,
Subway rides, remote controls, and pesticides.
Gang related homicides.
This land is our land.
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
This land is our land,
Our land
Our land
This land is our land,
This land is our land.
TV Guide
========
by Todd Snider
Intro
C F C
C F C G
C
More tough news on the late night TV
News lady tells me that it's cold outside
F C
Man gets his carjacked, graveyard gets ransacked
Everybody knows that there ain't no place to hide
Am Em
Late night drive-by, there's blood on the sidewalk
F G
Rain's gonna wash out that stain someday
Am Em
That stupid kid should have known this ain't no cakewalk
F G
You can't just wear your bandana that way
F G
Ain't that freedom for you
C Am F
Ain't that freedom for you
G C F C G
Freedom American style
Hot car rollin' down an empty highway
The keys were in it man it serves the owner right
The youg girl attacked in the woods
off the parkway
She should have known not to jog alone at night
Drugs rule downtown, gangs rule midtown
You're on your own when they both collide
I keep my doors locked with bars on my window Got an alarm in my car, keep
my kids inside
Ain't that freedom for you
Ain't that freedom for you
Freedom American style
[solo]
C F C C F C
F G C Am F G
C
More tough news on the late night TV
News lady tells me that it's cold outside
Man gets his carjacked, graveyard gets ransacked Everybody knows that there
ain't
no place to hide
I keep my arms around whatever I've got
It's an alright world but you know I watch myself I'm virtually free to do
whatever I
want
But I try to remember so is everybody else
Ain't that freedom for you
Ain't that freedom for you
Freedom American style
Ain't that freedom for you
Freedom American style
Chords by Luigi "Rebus" Lenzi <llenzi@pegasus.dsc.unibo.it> Any comment is
welcome!!!
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"Could I have been anyon other than me?" (D. Matthews)
Luigi "Rebus" Lenzi, fond of music
E-mail: llenzi@pegasus.dsc.unibo.it
From: Roger Phillips <RPHILLIP@CMSUVMB.CMSU.EDU>
You Think You Know Somebody
by Todd Snider
Intro: Bm Asus2 (x02200) GaddA (32023x) (the song is 6\8 or 3\4)
Chorus:
Bm GaddA
You think you know somebody.
Bm GaddA
You think they know you.
Bm GaddA
You think you know somebody.
A
But man you never do.
D
Jackie used to live three blocks away from me.
D
We used to throw a baseball and climb his old oak tree.
GaddA
We would smoke his daddy's cigarettes behind the picket fence.
D A
We swore that we would always be the best of friends.
Bm F#m
We would sit on the curb and talk on summer nights,
GaddA A
'Til Jackie's daddy called him, and he took off like a light.
Fridays were all the same our high school senior year.
We hung out by the river and drank Black Label beer.
We listened to the stories with all our old friends.
And sometimes took a toke or two down by the river bend.
I remember I promised Jackie I'd drive him home on Friday night.
He said, "Go on without me. Buddy, I'll be alright."
We went off to college to start our Freshman year.
I went to a school about an hour away from here.
But you know Jackie, He took off, went to college out of state.
He used to call me all the time and tell me it was great.
He said, "I'm coming home for Christmas. I hope you'll do the same."
He said that he would come, but Jackie never came.
Chorus:
When Jackie got married, I was his best man.
He moved back to town. We were neighbors again.
I met a woman. I got married, too.
Our families got together every Sunday afternoon.
His boy and my boy they would talk on summer nights.
'Til Jackie called his boy home, and he took off like a light.
Last night I saw the flashing lights, and I quickly rushed outside.
A neighbor lady told me Jackie's youngest boy had died.
I was shocked to see the police had Jackie handcuffed in the car.
Until this morning's paper told me Jackie'd gone too far.
Now they say Jackie's not the only one to blame.
Battered children almost always grow up to do the same.
Chorus:
These lyrics are not perfect. I don't have much patience when it comes to
transcribing lyrics.
From: Roger Phillips <RPHILLIP@CMSUVMB.CMSU.EDU>
You Think You Know Somebody
by Todd Snider
Intro: Bm Asus2 (x02200) GaddA (32023x) (the song is 6\8 or 3\4)
Chorus:
Bm GaddA
You think you know somebody.
Bm GaddA
You think they know you.
Bm GaddA
You think you know somebody.
A
But man you never do.
D
Jackie used to live three blocks away from me.
D
We used to throw a baseball and climb his old oak tree.
GaddA
We would smoke his daddy's cigarettes behind the picket fence.
D A
We swore that we would always be the best of friends.
Bm F#m
We would sit on the curb and talk on summer nights,
GaddA A
'Til Jackie's daddy called him, and he took off like a light.
Fridays were all the same our high school senior year.
We hung out by the river and drank Black Label beer.
We listened to the stories with all our old friends.
And sometimes took a toke or two down by the river bend.
I remember I promised Jackie I'd drive him home on Friday night.
He said, "Go on without me. Buddy, I'll be alright."
We went off to college to start our Freshman year.
I went to a school about an hour away from here.
But you know Jackie, He took off, went to college out of state.
He used to call me all the time and tell me it was great.
He said, "I'm coming home for Christmas. I hope you'll do the same."
He said that he would come, but Jackie never came.
Chorus:
When Jackie got married, I was his best man.
He moved back to town. We were neighbors again.
I met a woman. I got married, too.
Our families got together every Sunday afternoon.
His boy and my boy they would talk on summer nights.
'Til Jackie called his boy home, and he took off like a light.
Last night I saw the flashing lights, and I quickly rushed outside.
A neighbor lady told me Jackie's youngest boy had died.
I was shocked to see the police had Jackie handcuffed in the car.
Until this morning's paper told me Jackie'd gone too far.
Now they say Jackie's not the only one to blame.
Battered children almost always grow up to do the same.
Chorus:
These lyrics are not perfect. I don't have much patience when it comes to
transcribing lyrics.
"Enough" by Todd Snider
Album: Step Right Up
Throw this in after all C G D progressions (after 2nd line on chorus and
after first verse)
D/D7/Dsus thing:
e|--2--o--2--3--2--2--o--o--2--
B|--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--
G|--2--2--2--2--2--2--2--2--2--
D|--o--o--o--o--o--o--o--o--o--
A|--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--
E|--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--x--
Intro:
G C D
G C D
G C G
Baby we were out behind the pool hall
G C G
Somewhere in that gravel parking lot
C D G Em
Back then when we hung out til everything was over
C G D
And no one cared if we came home or not
G C G
Then again it could have been that night in Nashville
G C G
When I came up and crashed out on your floor
C D G C
I can't remember where it was that we stopped talking
G D G
Well I can't take this silence anymore
C D G
It's hard enough to keep from shakin'
C G D
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me
C D G C
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing
G D G C D
Can't you see it's hard enough
We can't seem to find what we've been missin'
I've looked everywhere we used to be
I've walked up and down this highland strip a hundred times
Wondering why you left this whole mess up to me
It's hard enough to keep from shakin'
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing
Can't you see it's hard enough
[harmonica solo]
It's hard enough to keep from shakin'
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing
Can't you see it's hard enough
It's hard enough to keep from shakin'
It's hard enough without you keepin' things from me
I don't know why you tried to make things so confusing
Can't you see it's hard enough
It's hard enough
Submitted by: Kirk Lockhart <mango@onramp.net>