A Lot Like Me Chords by Mary Chapin Carpenter

Tempo:
80.2 bpm
Chords used:

C

Bb

F

Gm

Am

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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A Lot Like Me chords
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[F] [Bb]
[C] [F] [C]
[F] [Bb]
[C] [F] [C]
He [F] was a long-tailed stranger from way down south
[Bb] Where he left his life behind
He [G] had a big old Gibson [C] and a pickup truck
[F] And [Bb] [C] Shenandoah eyes
And [F] I remember him sitting [Am] in the local bar
[Bb] Where I earned my pay each night
[Gm] Singing [C] the songs to empty chairs
[Bb] And going [C] half [F] tight
[C] And [F] so the nights rolled by like headlights shining
[Bb] On a lonesome strip of tar
I [Gm] kept his [C] words of kindness close to me
[F] Like a pick [Bb] on my [C] guitar
[F] And we'd talk about the singers [Am] and the songs we loved
[Bb] And the songs we'd most forgot
And [Gm] at a run-down bar [C] they'd make last call
[Bb] And I'd [C] never want [F] to stop
Cause I [Bb] was living on nothing [C] but a young girl's dreams
[F] With my [Am] cowboy boots and [Bb] my old six-string
[Gm] Hitching my [C] wagon to start
[F]
[Am] Dreaming of leaving [Bb] those local bars [F] when I'd get him up
[C] Had closed in time [Dm] for a couple of songs
[Bb] And a chance to shine [Gm] like the star that he [C] longed to be
[Bb] He looked a hell [C] of a lot [F] like me
[Bb]
[C] [F] [C]
[F] Well it made a lot of places where the only wages
[Bb] Were food and beer for free
[Gm] No fancy licks [C] but he had a gift
[F] For the [Bb] kind of songs [C] he'd sing
[F] But you do what you can to [Am] be a satisfied [Bb] man
Just to have your peace of mind
And [Gm] so he gave it all up [C] for a government job
[Bb] Where the [C] paychecks come [F] on time
[C] So [F] now he comes to the bar to hear me play guitar
[Bb] And to share a drink or two
[Gm] And we sit, [D] swap and [C] tase of where we've been
[F] And what [Bb] we'd [C] rather do
Well [F] there's a wealth of dangers [Am] when you're talking to strangers
[Bb] And I meet them all the time
[Gm] But my heart knew [C] better than my head
[Bb] When I looked [C] into [F] those eyes
Cause I [Bb] was living on [C] nothing but a young girl's [F] dreams
With my [Am] cowboy boots [Bb] and my old [F] six [Gm]-string
Hitching my [C] wagon to [F] start
Dreaming of leaving [Bb] those [F] local bars when I'd get him [C] up
At closing [Dm] time, a couple of [Bb] songs and a chance to [Gm] shine
Like the star that he [C] longed to be
[Bb] He looked a [C] hell of a lot [F] like me
Well [Bb]
[C] [F]
[Am] [Bb]
[F] [C] [Bb] [C] [F]
maybe I'll quit when I got me a [Bb] kid
And a place to call my own
[G] But tonight there [C] ain't nobody there
[F] Waiting [Bb] up for [C] me at home
[F] It's a hell of a way [Am] to live from day to day
[Bb] Not knowing where you're bound
[Gm] But that look in his [C] eyes made me realize
[Bb] I was [C] glad for the [F] life I'd found
Cause [Bb] I was living on [C] nothing but a young girl's [F] dreams
With my [Am] cowboy boots [Bb] and my old six [Gm]-string
Hitching my [C] wagon to [F] start
[Am] Dreaming of [Bb] leaving those local [F] bars when I'd get him [C] up
At closing [Dm] time, a couple of [Bb] songs and a chance to [Gm] shine
Like the star that he [C] longed to be
[Bb] He looked a [C] hell of a [Dm] lot like me
[Bb] Like the star that he [C] always dreamed
[Gm] He looked a [C] hell of a [F] lot like me
[Bb] [C] [F]
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C
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Bb
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F
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Gm
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Am
2311
C
3211
Bb
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F
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To jam and learn the simple chords for Mary Chapin Carpenter - A Lot Like Me chords, practice playing Am, Bb, C, F, Bb, Gm, C, F and Am in sequence. A strategic approach would be to train at 40 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 80. Adapt the capo setting considering your vocal range, with reference to the key: F Major.

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[F] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C]
He [F] was a long-tailed stranger from way down south
[Bb] Where he left his life behind
He [G] had a big old Gibson [C] and a pickup truck
[F] And [Bb] [C] Shenandoah eyes
And [F] I remember him sitting [Am] in the local bar
[Bb] Where I earned my pay each night
[Gm] Singing [C] the songs to empty chairs
[Bb] And going [C] half [F] tight
_ [C] And [F] so the nights rolled by like headlights shining
[Bb] On a lonesome strip of tar
I [Gm] kept his [C] words of kindness close to me
[F] Like a pick [Bb] on my [C] guitar
[F] And we'd talk about the singers [Am] and the songs we loved
[Bb] And the songs we'd most forgot
And [Gm] at a run-down bar [C] they'd make last call
[Bb] And I'd [C] never want [F] to stop
Cause I [Bb] was living on nothing [C] but a young girl's dreams
[F] With my [Am] cowboy boots and [Bb] my old six-string
[Gm] Hitching my [C] wagon to start
[F]
[Am] Dreaming of leaving [Bb] those local bars [F] when I'd get him up
[C] Had closed in time [Dm] for a couple of songs
[Bb] And a chance to shine [Gm] like the star that he [C] longed to be
[Bb] He looked a hell [C] of a lot [F] like me
_ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _
[F] Well it made a lot of places where the only wages
[Bb] Were food and beer for free
[Gm] No fancy licks [C] but he had a gift
[F] For the [Bb] kind of songs [C] he'd sing
[F] But you do what you can to [Am] be a satisfied [Bb] man
Just to have your peace of mind
And [Gm] so he gave it all up [C] for a government job
[Bb] Where the [C] paychecks come [F] on time
[C] So [F] now he comes to the bar to hear me play guitar
[Bb] And to share a drink or two
[Gm] And we sit, [D] swap and [C] tase of where we've been
[F] And what [Bb] we'd [C] rather do
Well [F] there's a wealth of dangers [Am] when you're talking to strangers
[Bb] And I meet them all the time
[Gm] But my heart knew [C] better than my head
[Bb] When I looked [C] into [F] those eyes
Cause I [Bb] was living on [C] nothing but a young girl's [F] dreams
With my [Am] cowboy boots [Bb] and my old [F] six [Gm]-string
Hitching my [C] wagon to [F] start
Dreaming of leaving [Bb] those [F] local bars when I'd get him [C] up
At closing [Dm] time, a couple of [Bb] songs and a chance to [Gm] shine
Like the star that he [C] longed to be
[Bb] He looked a [C] hell of a lot [F] like me
Well [Bb] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ [F] _
_ maybe I'll quit when I got me a [Bb] kid
And a place to call my own
[G] But tonight there [C] ain't nobody there
[F] Waiting [Bb] up for [C] me at home
[F] It's a hell of a way [Am] to live from day to day
[Bb] Not knowing where you're bound
[Gm] But that look in his [C] eyes made me realize
[Bb] I was [C] glad for the [F] life I'd found
Cause [Bb] I was living on [C] nothing but a young girl's [F] dreams
With my [Am] cowboy boots [Bb] and my old six [Gm]-string
Hitching my [C] wagon to [F] start
[Am] Dreaming of [Bb] leaving those local [F] bars when I'd get him [C] up
At closing [Dm] time, a couple of [Bb] songs and a chance to [Gm] shine
Like the star that he [C] longed to be
[Bb] He looked a [C] hell of a [Dm] lot like me
[Bb] Like the star that he [C] always dreamed
[Gm] He looked a [C] hell of a [F] lot like me
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _

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This song was featured on the Hometown Girl album.

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