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Grey In L.A. by Loudon Wainwright III
Grey In L.A.
Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 2nd fret
G D C G
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
C G D
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
G D C G
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
C D G
Whenever they always appear
G D C G
And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
C G D
On my carport roof made out of tin
G D C G
If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
C D G
We all have to pay for our sin
Chorus I
C G C G
And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
C G D
And the freeways will all start to clog
C G C G
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
Am D7
When your whole house smells like your wet dog
G D C G
When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
C G D
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
G D C G
Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses
C D G
But really you're one more fool
G D C G
Now I'm just a chump And this whole town's a dump
C G D
We came out here to dump all our dreams
G D C G C
Of making it big but we're stuck in a singular nightmare
D G
That's just how it seems
Chorus II
C G C G
And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
C G D
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
G D C G
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
C D G
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth
G D C G
Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay
C G D
There's no place that's better I know
G D C G
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
C D G
On a freeway with nowhere to go
G D C G
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
C G D
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
G D C G
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
C D G
Whenever they always appear
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version 2
A# F D# A#
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
D# A# F
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
A# F D# A#
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
D# F A#
Wherever they always appear
A# F D# A#
And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
D# A# F
On my carport roof made out of tin
A# F D# A#
If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
D# F A#
We all have to pay for our sin
D# A# D# A#
And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
D# A# F
And the freeways will all start to clog
D# A# D# A#
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
D# A# F
When your whole house smells like your wet dog
A# F D# A#
When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
D# A# F
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
A# F D# A#
Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses
D# F A#
But really you're just one more fool
A# F D# A#
I'm just a chump this whole town's a dump
D# A# F
We came out here to dump all our dreams
A# F D# A#
Of making it big but we're stuck in a sig alert nightmare
D# F A#
That's just how it seems
D# A# D# A#
And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
D# A# F
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
D# A# D# A#
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
D# A# F
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth
A# F D# A#
Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay here
D# A# F
There's no place that's better i know
A# F D# A#
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
D# F A#
On a freeway with nowhere to go
Repeat 1st verse
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version 3
Solo tabbed by Grant Dineen
Tuning: E Standard
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|--4s2---0----2s4----2----0-----------------5s7----9---7h9p7s5----7---------|
E|------------------------------4-----2s5------------------------------------|
e|----------------------------------------------------2s4---4----------------|
B|----------------------------------------------------3s5---5----------------|
G|---------------------------------2----2-----2------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------2h4---2h4-------------------------------------|
A|----4p0---4-----2---0------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------4---------------------------------------------------|
e|----------------------------------------------4------------4---------------|
B|---5s7---5--------------------7---5-----------------7----------------------|
G|-------------7---6---------------------7--------------- -------------------|
D|----------------------7----------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|-----5-----5-----0-----0---------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------2-----2-----0----0----------------------------|
G|----------------------------------------------------2----------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
Whenever they always appear
And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
On my carport roof made out of tin
If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
We all have to pay for our sin
And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
And the freeways will all start to clog
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
When your whole house smells like your wet dog
When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses
But really you're one more fool
And I'm just a chump
And this whole town's a dump
We came out here to dump all our dreams
Of making it big but we're stuck in a sig alert nightmare
That's just how it seems
And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth
Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay here
There's no place that's better i know
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
On a freeway with nowhere to go
| h hammer on
| p pull off
| b bend string up
| r release bend
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| v vibrato (sometimes written as ~)
| t right hand tap
| x play 'note' with heavy damping
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