Chords for American Aquarium - Southern Sadness
Tempo:
113.15 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
G#
A#m
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] I'm [C#] going to sing a little bit of that.
Ever since the day I could talk, I could [F#] stand the street light in this town.
[F] [C#] Swore to all my friends, I'd be the one to be [F#] found.
[C#] Find a place to [F#] settle [C#] down.
Don't get above your raising, boy.
[A#m] That's what my mama always said.
[C#] And I never understood what she meant until the [F#] other day.
[A#m] When I turned to walk [F#] away from [C#] this town, my [G#] head hung [G#m] down.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
It [F#] hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#]
[F#] And everywhere I [C#] go, I'll always smell the beat [G#] of my pines.
And [F#] there's a southern [G#] sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of it [C#] all the time.
So I spent the next couple years
[F#] burning every bridge I crossed.
[D#]
Yeah, [G#] I broke [A#m] my fair share of [G#] hearts [F#] along the way.
[G#m] I [A#m] used them [Fm] up, I [F#] walked [C#] away and realized that no matter how far you roam,
[A#m] you're never going to feel at home.
[C#] I just hope one day [A#m] that I find what [F#] I need.
[A#m] You know what it [F#] really [C#] means to care.
And [G#] I'll stay [G#m] here.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
[F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#] And [F#] everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my pines.
And [F#] there's a [G#] southern sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go [C] of it [C#] all the time.
[G#] I'd be a liar if I said [C#] I was proud.
[G#] Oh, what is it I've left off in [A#] my [A#m] mouth?
[A#] [G#] Oh, these deep [F#] dark, twisted roads [C#] I went [G#] down.
Down, [A#m] down, [G#] where I found.
[F#] There's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
[F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[F#] And everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my pines.
And [F#] there's a [G#] southern sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of this [C#] heart of mine.
I won't let go of this heart of mine.
Ever since the day I could talk, I could [F#] stand the street light in this town.
[F] [C#] Swore to all my friends, I'd be the one to be [F#] found.
[C#] Find a place to [F#] settle [C#] down.
Don't get above your raising, boy.
[A#m] That's what my mama always said.
[C#] And I never understood what she meant until the [F#] other day.
[A#m] When I turned to walk [F#] away from [C#] this town, my [G#] head hung [G#m] down.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
It [F#] hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#]
[F#] And everywhere I [C#] go, I'll always smell the beat [G#] of my pines.
And [F#] there's a southern [G#] sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of it [C#] all the time.
So I spent the next couple years
[F#] burning every bridge I crossed.
[D#]
Yeah, [G#] I broke [A#m] my fair share of [G#] hearts [F#] along the way.
[G#m] I [A#m] used them [Fm] up, I [F#] walked [C#] away and realized that no matter how far you roam,
[A#m] you're never going to feel at home.
[C#] I just hope one day [A#m] that I find what [F#] I need.
[A#m] You know what it [F#] really [C#] means to care.
And [G#] I'll stay [G#m] here.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
[F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#] And [F#] everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my pines.
And [F#] there's a [G#] southern sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go [C] of it [C#] all the time.
[G#] I'd be a liar if I said [C#] I was proud.
[G#] Oh, what is it I've left off in [A#] my [A#m] mouth?
[A#] [G#] Oh, these deep [F#] dark, twisted roads [C#] I went [G#] down.
Down, [A#m] down, [G#] where I found.
[F#] There's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
[F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[F#] And everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my pines.
And [F#] there's a [G#] southern sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of this [C#] heart of mine.
I won't let go of this heart of mine.
Key:
F#
C#
G#
A#m
G#m
F#
C#
G#
[F#] _ I'm [C#] going to sing a little bit of that. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Ever _ _ _ since the day I could talk, I could [F#] stand the street light in this town.
[F] _ _ [C#] Swore to all my friends, I'd be the one to be [F#] found. _
_ [C#] Find a place to [F#] settle [C#] down. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Don't get above your raising, boy.
_ [A#m] That's what my mama always said.
_ [C#] And I never understood what she meant _ until the [F#] other day.
_ [A#m] When I turned to walk [F#] away from [C#] this town, my [G#] head hung [G#m] down.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
It [F#] hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#] _
[F#] And everywhere I [C#] go, I'll always smell the beat [G#] of my _ pines.
_ _ And [F#] there's a _ southern [G#] sadness. _
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of it [C#] all the time. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ So I spent the next couple _ years _
[F#] burning every bridge I crossed.
[D#] _
Yeah, [G#] I broke [A#m] my fair share of [G#] hearts [F#] along the way.
[G#m] I [A#m] used them [Fm] up, I [F#] walked [C#] away and realized _ _ _ _ _ that no matter how far you roam,
_ [A#m] you're never going to feel at home.
_ _ [C#] I just hope one day _ [A#m] that I find what [F#] I need. _
[A#m] You know what it [F#] really [C#] means to care.
And [G#] I'll stay [G#m] here.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
_ [F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#] And [F#] _ everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my _ pines.
_ _ And [F#] there's a _ _ [G#] southern sadness.
_ [F#] And I won't [G#] let go [C] of it [C#] all the time. _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ I'd be a liar if I said [C#] I was proud. _
_ _ _ [G#] Oh, _ what is it I've left off in [A#] my [A#m] mouth? _
_ _ [A#] _ _ [G#] Oh, these deep [F#] dark, twisted roads [C#] I went [G#] down.
Down, [A#m] down, _ [G#] where I found.
_ _ _ [F#] There's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
_ [F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
_ _ [F#] And everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my pines.
_ _ And [F#] there's a _ _ [G#] southern sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of this [C#] heart of mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I won't let go of _ this heart of mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Ever _ _ _ since the day I could talk, I could [F#] stand the street light in this town.
[F] _ _ [C#] Swore to all my friends, I'd be the one to be [F#] found. _
_ [C#] Find a place to [F#] settle [C#] down. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Don't get above your raising, boy.
_ [A#m] That's what my mama always said.
_ [C#] And I never understood what she meant _ until the [F#] other day.
_ [A#m] When I turned to walk [F#] away from [C#] this town, my [G#] head hung [G#m] down.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
It [F#] hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#] _
[F#] And everywhere I [C#] go, I'll always smell the beat [G#] of my _ pines.
_ _ And [F#] there's a _ southern [G#] sadness. _
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of it [C#] all the time. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ So I spent the next couple _ years _
[F#] burning every bridge I crossed.
[D#] _
Yeah, [G#] I broke [A#m] my fair share of [G#] hearts [F#] along the way.
[G#m] I [A#m] used them [Fm] up, I [F#] walked [C#] away and realized _ _ _ _ _ that no matter how far you roam,
_ [A#m] you're never going to feel at home.
_ _ [C#] I just hope one day _ [A#m] that I find what [F#] I need. _
[A#m] You know what it [F#] really [C#] means to care.
And [G#] I'll stay [G#m] here.
Cause [F#] there's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
_ [F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
[G#] And [F#] _ everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my _ pines.
_ _ And [F#] there's a _ _ [G#] southern sadness.
_ [F#] And I won't [G#] let go [C] of it [C#] all the time. _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ I'd be a liar if I said [C#] I was proud. _
_ _ _ [G#] Oh, _ what is it I've left off in [A#] my [A#m] mouth? _
_ _ [A#] _ _ [G#] Oh, these deep [F#] dark, twisted roads [C#] I went [G#] down.
Down, [A#m] down, _ [G#] where I found.
_ _ _ [F#] There's a certain kind [C#] of despair.
_ [F#] It hangs heavy in [A#m] the air.
_ _ [F#] And everywhere [C#] I go, I'll always smell the [G#] beat of my pines.
_ _ And [F#] there's a _ _ [G#] southern sadness.
[F#] And I won't [G#] let go of this [C#] heart of mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I won't let go of _ this heart of mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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