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Way Out West
Andrew Bird
C2 B2 Em
Elder Green is dead and gone
C2 B2 C2 Em
Lost his way going to town
C2 B2 Em
And I don't know who he is or what he's done
Am B2 Em
But it sure sounds sweet rolling off the tongue, yeah
Am B2 Em
And it sure sounds sweet rolling off the tongue
Em B2 Em Em B2 Em
G Em G B2
Em C2 B2 C2 B2 Em
Em
Now, if I was in an old hotel
B2 Em
That happened to be on fire
Em
Well, maybe I'd jump or maybe I'd reconsider
B2 Em
Yeah, maybe I'd climb a little higher
G Em
Like an oily rag in a dusty corner
G B2
Like a box of matches near an open flame
Em C2
I'd jump 18 stories from a burning fire
B2 C2 B2 Em
Sooner than I'd face this world of shame
Am B2 Em
Yeah, I'd skip this town and jump a westbound train
Am B2 Em
And you take these fingerlings from my fingers
Spoken with your breath
With white-washed eyes and flies that linger
Am B2
Seems rather forlorn and bereft
Am B2
I said, "Where you goin'
Em
with that sack on your shoulder Willie?"
As if I couldn't have guessed
And he says,
he's gonna get the hell out of Slag Valley
And he's gonna take a little stroll way out west
Yeah, he's gonna take a little stroll way out west
*Interlude* Em B2 Em Em B2 Em
G Em G B2
Em C2 B2 C2 B2 Em
Now, if I was in an old hotel
That happened to be on fire
Well, maybe I'd jump or maybe I'd reconsider
Yeah, maybe I'd climb a little higher
Like an oily rag in a dusty corner
Like a box of matches near an open flame
I'd get so far away from that old matchbox hotel
I'd skip this town and jump a westbound train
Oh man, anything to get away from this old shame
And you take these fingerlings from my fingers
Spoken with your breath
With white-washed eyes and flies that linger
Seems rather forlorn and bereft
I said, "Where you goin'
with that sack on your shoulder Willie?"
As if I couldn't have guessed
And he says,
"I'm gonna get the hell out of Slag Valley
And I'm gonna take a little stroll way out west
I'm gonna take a little stroll way out west"...
Am B2 Em (x2)
Copyright 2001
By Andrew Bird
The Swimming Hour
Chords:
C2 B2 Em Am G
e |-3---2---0---0---3--
B |-3---2---0---1---0--
G |-5---4---0---2---0--
D |-5---4---2---2---0--
A |-3---2---2---0---2--
E |---------0-------3--
I welcome questions, comments, corrections, etc...
Unless noted, all songs are worked out by myself.
michael@cosmic-kitchen.org
https://cosmic-kitchen.com