I didn't see the lyrics or chords posted anywhere here, and since percyboyd.net is more of a museum piece than it is an archive anymore (and the message board is hell to search through, including some spammers who got a hold of it), I wanted to post it up here. I started playing around with this and realized that this is probably NOT in open C as I had originally posted, but in plain old standard tuning, with a capo on the 5th fret, so the chords are NOT relative to the capo. For those who are a bit challenged in transposition, C is played with the G shape when the capo is at 5 (you'll notice the bass note on the 6th string is C at the 8th fret). F and G are the IV and V of C, respectively, so those chords can be played using the open position C and D chords when capo is at 5, and Dm takes on the Am open position shape (I tend to be a little on the lazy side, but I may come back to this and edit it for all of you). Anyway, the chords repeat throughout the song, so here are the first two verses (the third is omitted in Brad's rendition).
I think the D minors are right, but they might be Am in some places instead. I'll have to go back and double check.
As a final note, Brad opens this song by saying that anytime he plays a show he tries to get in a song written by Nathan. I kind of wonder what happened to that mantra with the Barr Brothers.
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C G C
Well there's nowhere from here to go
F C
There's no place I feel like stayin'
C G C
Perhaps I've accomplished my goal
F C
But I got no home. It's cold, I ain't playin'.
Dm F
I sat by while the burning man burned.
C G
I rode by the houses and it was never my turn.
Dm F
I cracked jokes like the eggs on the head of my dog
C G
Now I'm looking' for work, held at bay by the fog
C G C
We both know that it's already
F C
We both know my eyes are a little closed
C G C
We both know that I'm just tired
F C
(and that) no one like me has ever froze.
Dm F
I just laid down beside one to many
C G
women who'll who'll never know me at all
Dm F
Now I leave as lonely
C G
as autumn leaves fall.
There's nowhere from here to go
that I haven't been a million times.
Where my flag has not been planted.
Where I haven't lived a million lives.
I slept when the world wept its soul
and everyone settled behind their eyes.
I was riding on a train burning coal
not prepared, at all, for my surprise.
With my two feet, two hands and all,
I step out onto the sidewalk.
I stretch a wet finger for the wind
And listen out to hear my call.
I've held tight against all the bargain sorrows
and I hollowed out a man for her to fill.
Now I'm restless in these deep breaths I borrow
From the quiet of these dead rolling hills.
(Brad's bridge/solo) - / notes 1/4 note, % repeat measure.
C / G / | C / / / | C / G / | C / / / |
F / / / | C / / / | C / G / | C / / / |
F / / / | C / / / |
Dm / / / | % | C / / / | F / / / |
Dm / / / | G / / / / | C / / / | F / / / |
C / G / |
Save one for the kid from Virginia.
Roll one for the ladies at the march of dimes
Take one last look from my waking
and steal away with my victorious rhymes.
I sat down to a game of cards with the Four Winds.
I'm telling ya, none of 'em could deal worth a damn.
I was feeling so lucky up until then.
Come round to me and I couldn't find my hand.
And there's nowhere from here to go
but poured from my eyes at the speed of light.
The ground beneath me is shakin'
and I'm as still as the stars in the night.
November, you're so funny.
I bet I won't even recognize you in the spring.
I bet I'll be there with my honey
dripping all over everything.