Towing The Line Chords by Ben Howard
Tempo:
122.95 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Bb
Dm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] [Am]
[Em] [Dm]
[Bb] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [F]
[Am]
[Em] [Dm] [G]
[C] [B]
[Am] [G]
[F] [B]
[Bb] Toe in the line, I watched the host drink all the [Fm] wine, and now [C] she rambles through the
hoods and who [Dm] has not.
[Bb] The old man is a painter of tired [F] seascapes, titled [Bb] Adventures, so my [C] mind wanders, picking
at the table to cure [Dm] the wrong.
Like a [Bb] bird in a world of no trees, you were hung up [Fm] there in your disbelief.
I know [C] I'm a hard rock to drag [Dm] around.
[D] [Dm]
Love is in the [F] early mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Gm] enough to [Dm] call it [G] action, [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for me.
[Bb] Toe in the line, I watched the [F] host drink all the wine, and now [C] I'm purring for a drop of [Dm] anything.
[Bb] Throwing stones at your window, you tell [F] me it's easy, it's simple.
Why [C] can't you be like the blackbird [Dm] and sing?
I say [Bb] I'm the west of these and Ireland's so [F] decadent and violent.
Can't you [C] see I'm a forager, hauling [Dm] at the bedrock?
[Bb] Love is in the early [F] mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Dm] enough to call it [G] action, [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for me.
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[Em] [Dm]
[Bb] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [F]
[Am]
[Em] [Dm] [G]
[C] [B]
[Am] [G]
[F] [B]
[Bb] Toe in the line, I watched the host drink all the [Fm] wine, and now [C] she rambles through the
hoods and who [Dm] has not.
[Bb] The old man is a painter of tired [F] seascapes, titled [Bb] Adventures, so my [C] mind wanders, picking
at the table to cure [Dm] the wrong.
Like a [Bb] bird in a world of no trees, you were hung up [Fm] there in your disbelief.
I know [C] I'm a hard rock to drag [Dm] around.
[D] [Dm]
Love is in the [F] early mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Gm] enough to [Dm] call it [G] action, [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for me.
[Bb] Toe in the line, I watched the [F] host drink all the wine, and now [C] I'm purring for a drop of [Dm] anything.
[Bb] Throwing stones at your window, you tell [F] me it's easy, it's simple.
Why [C] can't you be like the blackbird [Dm] and sing?
I say [Bb] I'm the west of these and Ireland's so [F] decadent and violent.
Can't you [C] see I'm a forager, hauling [Dm] at the bedrock?
[Bb] Love is in the early [F] mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Dm] enough to call it [G] action, [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for me.
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
Key:
C
F
Bb
Dm
G
C
F
Bb
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [F] _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ Toe in the line, I watched the host drink all the [Fm] wine, and now [C] she rambles through the
hoods and who [Dm] has not. _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] The old man is a painter of tired [F] seascapes, titled [Bb] _ Adventures, so my [C] mind wanders, picking
at the table to cure [Dm] the wrong. _ _ _ _
Like a [Bb] bird in a world of no trees, you were hung up [Fm] there in your disbelief.
I know [C] I'm a hard rock to drag _ [Dm] around.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
Love is in the [F] early mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Gm] enough to [Dm] call it [G] action, _ [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me. _ _ _ _
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for _ me. _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ Toe in the line, I watched the [F] host drink all the wine, and now [C] I'm purring for a drop of _ [Dm] anything. _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] Throwing stones at your window, you tell [F] me it's easy, it's simple.
Why [C] can't you be like the _ _ blackbird [Dm] and sing?
_ _ _ I say [Bb] I'm the west of these and Ireland's so [F] _ _ decadent and violent.
Can't you [C] see I'm a forager, _ _ hauling [Dm] at the _ bedrock? _ _ _
[Bb] Love is in the early [F] _ mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Dm] enough to call it [G] action, _ [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me. _ _ _ _ _
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for me. _ _ _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _
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_ [Bb] _ Toe in the line, I watched the host drink all the [Fm] wine, and now [C] she rambles through the
hoods and who [Dm] has not. _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] The old man is a painter of tired [F] seascapes, titled [Bb] _ Adventures, so my [C] mind wanders, picking
at the table to cure [Dm] the wrong. _ _ _ _
Like a [Bb] bird in a world of no trees, you were hung up [Fm] there in your disbelief.
I know [C] I'm a hard rock to drag _ [Dm] around.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
Love is in the [F] early mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Gm] enough to [Dm] call it [G] action, _ [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me. _ _ _ _
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for _ me. _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ Toe in the line, I watched the [F] host drink all the wine, and now [C] I'm purring for a drop of _ [Dm] anything. _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] Throwing stones at your window, you tell [F] me it's easy, it's simple.
Why [C] can't you be like the _ _ blackbird [Dm] and sing?
_ _ _ I say [Bb] I'm the west of these and Ireland's so [F] _ _ decadent and violent.
Can't you [C] see I'm a forager, _ _ hauling [Dm] at the _ bedrock? _ _ _
[Bb] Love is in the early [F] _ mornings [Dm] and the shadows under [C] the trees.
It's not [Dm] enough to call it [G] action, _ [F] slope it down from the ruck of [C] breath.
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow for [C] me. _ _ _ _ _
Down [Bb] here I'll crow for [F] you, you crow [C] for me. _ _ _ _ _
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