Chords for Beppe Gambetta Acoustic Night 10 "St. Augustine"
Tempo:
119.65 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
C
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[N]
Oh, [C]
[C] [A]
[C] yeah.
Yeah, John.
You better put it.
[A] [D]
[G]
[D]
[D]
[A]
[G] [D]
[A]
[D] [G] [D]
[G] [A]
[D] [G]
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[A]
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[G]
[A]
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[G] [D]
[G]
[A]
[D] [G]
[A] [D]
[G]
[D]
[A]
[D] [G]
[A]
Will you tell me [G] you love me?
I [A] won't lie.
[G] Simple as that, like a [A]
tailgate.
And the old [D] [A] legionnaire's on his swan-ful flight
on the streets [G] of St.
[A] Augustine.
[D]
Oh, the sun's in a [G] bad mood [A] in a cold, winter sky.
[D] And I laugh on the look of surprise.
And me, [D] I [G] walk in a [A] cobblestone like a poet
in the West Side on [D] the streets of [G] St.
[E] Augustine.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[E] [A]
[D]
Yeah.
[A]
[B]
[D] Yeah.
[A]
[G] Yeah. Yeah.
[A]
[D]
Yeah.
California [G] shivers [A] on the chase of some day.
To [G] the view of the edge of the bay.
But for [D] now, I just [A] want to carry him away
to the streets of St.
Augustine.
Will they [D] burn down the town in the [A] name of the king?
Or [D] will they divide [G] it up for [A]
diamonds and rings?
Now they're telling [D] the singers [A] there's
no place to sing [D] on the streets of St.
[A] Augustine.
[D] [G] Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[G]
[A] Yeah.
[D] [G] Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[A]
Yeah.
And [D] Fred, who lays down from [A] Nova Scotia again,
[D] sailing [G] the seas on the [A] foam of the wind.
And now [D] he's going off to [A] Cuba, that Canadian,
from the streets of St.
Augustine.
[D] You can run [G] from the pocket of a [A] comfortable hand.
[D] Put your soul [G] in a suitcase [A] and travel the land.
[D] And count [G]
yourself lucky [A] if you finally stand.
On the streets of St.
Augustine.
Will you tell [D] me you love [A] me and I'm all right?
[D] Simple [G] as that, [A] let me tell the case.
I close [G] my [A] eyes and we're walking tonight
[D] on the streets of St.
[A] Augustine.
[D] Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah. Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[D] [G]
[A]
[D] [G]
[E] [D]
[G]
[A]
[G] [A]
[D] [G]
[A]
Happy Larking.
Thank you.
[N]
Oh, [C]
[C] [A]
[C] yeah.
Yeah, John.
You better put it.
[A] [D]
[G]
[D]
[D]
[A]
[G] [D]
[A]
[D] [G] [D]
[G] [A]
[D] [G]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[G]
[A]
[D]
[G] [D]
[G]
[A]
[D] [G]
[A] [D]
[G]
[D]
[A]
[D] [G]
[A]
Will you tell me [G] you love me?
I [A] won't lie.
[G] Simple as that, like a [A]
tailgate.
And the old [D] [A] legionnaire's on his swan-ful flight
on the streets [G] of St.
[A] Augustine.
[D]
Oh, the sun's in a [G] bad mood [A] in a cold, winter sky.
[D] And I laugh on the look of surprise.
And me, [D] I [G] walk in a [A] cobblestone like a poet
in the West Side on [D] the streets of [G] St.
[E] Augustine.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[E] [A]
[D]
Yeah.
[A]
[B]
[D] Yeah.
[A]
[G] Yeah. Yeah.
[A]
[D]
Yeah.
California [G] shivers [A] on the chase of some day.
To [G] the view of the edge of the bay.
But for [D] now, I just [A] want to carry him away
to the streets of St.
Augustine.
Will they [D] burn down the town in the [A] name of the king?
Or [D] will they divide [G] it up for [A]
diamonds and rings?
Now they're telling [D] the singers [A] there's
no place to sing [D] on the streets of St.
[A] Augustine.
[D] [G] Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[G]
[A] Yeah.
[D] [G] Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[A]
Yeah.
And [D] Fred, who lays down from [A] Nova Scotia again,
[D] sailing [G] the seas on the [A] foam of the wind.
And now [D] he's going off to [A] Cuba, that Canadian,
from the streets of St.
Augustine.
[D] You can run [G] from the pocket of a [A] comfortable hand.
[D] Put your soul [G] in a suitcase [A] and travel the land.
[D] And count [G]
yourself lucky [A] if you finally stand.
On the streets of St.
Augustine.
Will you tell [D] me you love [A] me and I'm all right?
[D] Simple [G] as that, [A] let me tell the case.
I close [G] my [A] eyes and we're walking tonight
[D] on the streets of St.
[A] Augustine.
[D] Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah. Yeah.
[A]
[D] Yeah.
[D] [G]
[A]
[D] [G]
[E] [D]
[G]
[A]
[G] [A]
[D] [G]
[A]
Happy Larking.
Thank you.
Key:
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_ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh, _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[C] _ yeah.
Yeah, John.
You better put it.
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Will you tell me [G] you love me?
I [A] won't lie. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
[G] Simple as that, like a [A] _ _
tailgate.
_ _ And the old [D] _ [A] legionnaire's on his swan-ful flight _ _ _ _
on the streets [G] of St.
_ [A] Augustine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
Oh, the sun's in a [G] bad mood [A] in a cold, winter sky. _ _ _
_ [D] _ And I laugh on the look of _ _ surprise.
And me, [D] I [G] walk in a [A] cobblestone like a poet
in the West Side _ on [D] the streets of [G] St.
_ [E] _ Augustine.
[A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] Yeah.
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _
Yeah.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[D] Yeah.
_ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Yeah. Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D]
Yeah.
California [G] shivers [A] on the chase of some day. _ _ _
To [G] the view of the edge of the bay. _ _ _ _
But for [D] now, I just [A] want to carry him away _ _
to the streets of St.
_ Augustine.
_ _ _ _ _
Will they [D] burn down the town in the [A] name of the king? _ _ _
Or [D] will they divide [G] it up for [A]
diamonds and rings? _ _ _
Now they're telling [D] the singers [A] there's
no place to sing _ _ _ _ [D] on the streets of St. _
[A] _ Augustine. _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ Yeah.
[G] _
[A] Yeah. _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah.
And [D] Fred, who lays down from [A] Nova Scotia again, _
_ _ _ [D] sailing [G] the seas on the [A] foam of the wind. _
_ And now [D] he's going off to [A] Cuba, that Canadian, _ _
_ _ from the streets of St.
_ _ Augustine. _ _
_ _ [D] You can run [G] from the pocket of a [A] comfortable hand. _ _
_ _ [D] Put your soul [G] in a suitcase [A] and travel the _ land.
_ _ [D] And count [G]
yourself lucky [A] if you finally stand. _
_ _ On the streets of St.
_ Augustine. _ _ _
_ _ Will you tell [D] me you love [A] me and I'm all right? _
_ _ _ [D] Simple [G] as that, [A] let me tell the case. _
_ _ I close [G] my [A] eyes and we're walking tonight _
_ _ [D] on the streets of St.
_ [A] Augustine. _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] Yeah. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] Yeah. Yeah. _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ Yeah. _
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
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[E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Happy Larking.
_ _ Thank you.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh, _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[C] _ yeah.
Yeah, John.
You better put it.
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_ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Will you tell me [G] you love me?
I [A] won't lie. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
[G] Simple as that, like a [A] _ _
tailgate.
_ _ And the old [D] _ [A] legionnaire's on his swan-ful flight _ _ _ _
on the streets [G] of St.
_ [A] Augustine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
Oh, the sun's in a [G] bad mood [A] in a cold, winter sky. _ _ _
_ [D] _ And I laugh on the look of _ _ surprise.
And me, [D] I [G] walk in a [A] cobblestone like a poet
in the West Side _ on [D] the streets of [G] St.
_ [E] _ Augustine.
[A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] Yeah.
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _
Yeah.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[D] Yeah.
_ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Yeah. Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D]
Yeah.
California [G] shivers [A] on the chase of some day. _ _ _
To [G] the view of the edge of the bay. _ _ _ _
But for [D] now, I just [A] want to carry him away _ _
to the streets of St.
_ Augustine.
_ _ _ _ _
Will they [D] burn down the town in the [A] name of the king? _ _ _
Or [D] will they divide [G] it up for [A]
diamonds and rings? _ _ _
Now they're telling [D] the singers [A] there's
no place to sing _ _ _ _ [D] on the streets of St. _
[A] _ Augustine. _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ Yeah.
[G] _
[A] Yeah. _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ Yeah.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah.
And [D] Fred, who lays down from [A] Nova Scotia again, _
_ _ _ [D] sailing [G] the seas on the [A] foam of the wind. _
_ And now [D] he's going off to [A] Cuba, that Canadian, _ _
_ _ from the streets of St.
_ _ Augustine. _ _
_ _ [D] You can run [G] from the pocket of a [A] comfortable hand. _ _
_ _ [D] Put your soul [G] in a suitcase [A] and travel the _ land.
_ _ [D] And count [G]
yourself lucky [A] if you finally stand. _
_ _ On the streets of St.
_ Augustine. _ _ _
_ _ Will you tell [D] me you love [A] me and I'm all right? _
_ _ _ [D] Simple [G] as that, [A] let me tell the case. _
_ _ I close [G] my [A] eyes and we're walking tonight _
_ _ [D] on the streets of St.
_ [A] Augustine. _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] Yeah. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] Yeah. Yeah. _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ Yeah. _
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[E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Happy Larking.
_ _ Thank you.
_ _ _ _ _ _