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Capo 5
Standard tuning
Chords:
E, A, D, A/C#, Esus4
Esus4 A/C#
e------ e-----|
b------ b--2--|
g--2--- g--2--|
D--2--- D--2--|
A--2--- A--4--|
E--0--- E-----|
*In the verses whenever Shawn plays an E chord hammer your little finger on to the D
at second fret - like this:
e-------0-----0----0--|
b------0------0----0--|
g-----1-------1H-3-1--|
D----2--------2----2--|
A---2---------2----2--|
E--0----------0----0--|
Pretty easy song to play...
A E, Esus4, E
The funniest girl I ever knew
A D
had hair as orange as Halloween
A E
The bluest eyes that saw right through
D
all the b.s. in everything
A E, Esus4, E
She was an artist from the start
A D
and she always sang from the bottom of her heart
A E
And through her road was so long
A/C# Esus4 D
she finally made her way back home
A/C# Esus4 D
yeah she finally made her way back home
The loneliest kid I ever saw
owned and old man's callused hands
sitting barefoot in front of an dime store
in a place some called the promised land
he had hollow sunken eyes
but he was smiling big like he'd won some kinda prize
he was ragged, he was rolling like a stone
in the dirty city streets that he called home
yeah the dirty city streets that he called home
Hobos, tramps and troubadours
don't ride in boxcars like they did before
seems like most of heroes just ain't around no more
I know I'm lucky to sing my songs
and if you want to you can sing along
We've been on this road so long
Won't you help me find my way back home?
Help me find my way back home
End on an A chord.
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version 2
C G C/G G
The funniest girl I ever knew
C F
Had hair as orange as halloween
C G
The bluest eyes that saw right through
F
All the BS in everything
C G C/G G
She was an artist from the start
C F
And she always sang from the bottom of her heart
C G
And though her road was so long
C G F
She finally made her way back home
C G F
She finally made her way back home
C G C/G G
The loneliest kid I ever saw
C F
Owned an old man's callused hands
C G
Sitting barefoot in front of a dime store
F
In a place some called the promised land
C G C/G G
He had hollow sunken eyes
C F
But he was smiling big like he'd won some kinda prize
C G
He was ragged, he was rolling like a stone
C G F
In the dirty city streets that he called home
C G F
Yeah, the dirty city streets that he called home
C. G C/G G
Hobos, tramps and troubadours
C F
Don't ride in boxcars like they did before
C G
Seems like most of my heroes
F
Just ain't around no more
C. G C/G G
I know I'm lucky to sing my songs
C F
And if you want to you can sing along
C G
We've been on this road so long
C G F
Won't you help me find my way back home?
C G F C
Help me find my way back home
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