Chords for BlackHawk Live At The Ryman- That's Just About Right
Tempo:
202.4 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
C
Dm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [D]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [D] My old friend [Bb] lives [F] up in the mountains.
[C] [D] He flew up [Bb] there to paint the world.
[C] [Dm] Says even though [Bb] [F] interpretation's what I count on,
[C] [Dm] this little picture [Bb] to me [F] seems blurred.
[Am] Hard lines [Bb] and the shadows come easy.
[F] See it all just as clear as a bell.
I [Am] just can't seem to [Bb] set my easel to please [F] me.
Then I [Bb] paint my heaven, [C] but it looks like hell.
Yeah.
Your blue might be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
[Bb] Your [C] shiniest day might [F] come in the middle of [Bb] the night.
Just about [C] right.
[Dm] [Bb]
[F] [G] Says, man, I [D] ain't coming down [Bb] till my picture [F] is perfect.
[C]
And [D] all the wonder's gone from [F] my eyes.
[C]
Down [D] through my hands and [F] onto the canvas.
[C]
Still [D] like my vision, [Bb] but [F] still a surprise.
[Am]
Real life, he [Bb] says, is the hardest impression.
[F] Because it's always moving, so [C] I let it come through.
[Am]
That, my friend, I [Bb] say is the glory of true independence.
[F] Just to do what you [Bb] do, what [C] you do, what you do.
Yeah.
[Bb] Your blue might [C] be gray.
Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window to [C] the world might be your own front door.
[Bb] Your shiniest [C] day might [F] come in the middle [Bb] of the night.
Just [C] about right.
[Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[G] [Bb]
[F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm] My old friend [Bb] came down [F] from the mountain.
[C] Without [D] even looking, [Bb] he found [F] a little truth.
[Am] You can go through your [Bb] lives with the greatest intentions.
[F] But you do what you [Bb] do, what you [C] just gotta do.
Ain't it true?
[Bb] Your blue [C] might be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
[Bb] Your [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle [Bb] of the night.
Your blue might [C] be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
[Bb] Your [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle of [Bb] the night.
[G] Just about right.
[C]
[Dm] [Bb]
[F] That's [C] just about right.
[Bb]
[F] [G]
[Dm] [Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
Just about right.
[N]
Oh, no.
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [D] My old friend [Bb] lives [F] up in the mountains.
[C] [D] He flew up [Bb] there to paint the world.
[C] [Dm] Says even though [Bb] [F] interpretation's what I count on,
[C] [Dm] this little picture [Bb] to me [F] seems blurred.
[Am] Hard lines [Bb] and the shadows come easy.
[F] See it all just as clear as a bell.
I [Am] just can't seem to [Bb] set my easel to please [F] me.
Then I [Bb] paint my heaven, [C] but it looks like hell.
Yeah.
Your blue might be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
[Bb] Your [C] shiniest day might [F] come in the middle of [Bb] the night.
Just about [C] right.
[Dm] [Bb]
[F] [G] Says, man, I [D] ain't coming down [Bb] till my picture [F] is perfect.
[C]
And [D] all the wonder's gone from [F] my eyes.
[C]
Down [D] through my hands and [F] onto the canvas.
[C]
Still [D] like my vision, [Bb] but [F] still a surprise.
[Am]
Real life, he [Bb] says, is the hardest impression.
[F] Because it's always moving, so [C] I let it come through.
[Am]
That, my friend, I [Bb] say is the glory of true independence.
[F] Just to do what you [Bb] do, what [C] you do, what you do.
Yeah.
[Bb] Your blue might [C] be gray.
Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window to [C] the world might be your own front door.
[Bb] Your shiniest [C] day might [F] come in the middle [Bb] of the night.
Just [C] about right.
[Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[G] [Bb]
[F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm] My old friend [Bb] came down [F] from the mountain.
[C] Without [D] even looking, [Bb] he found [F] a little truth.
[Am] You can go through your [Bb] lives with the greatest intentions.
[F] But you do what you [Bb] do, what you [C] just gotta do.
Ain't it true?
[Bb] Your blue [C] might be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
[Bb] Your [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle [Bb] of the night.
Your blue might [C] be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
[Bb] Your [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle of [Bb] the night.
[G] Just about right.
[C]
[Dm] [Bb]
[F] That's [C] just about right.
[Bb]
[F] [G]
[Dm] [Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
Just about right.
[N]
Oh, no.
Key:
Bb
F
C
Dm
D
Bb
F
C
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [D] My old friend _ [Bb] _ lives [F] up in the _ mountains.
[C] _ _ [D] He flew up [Bb] there to paint the world.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] Says even though _ [Bb] _ _ [F] interpretation's what I count on,
[C] _ _ _ [Dm] this little picture [Bb] to me [F] seems blurred.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ Hard _ lines [Bb] and the shadows come easy.
[F] _ _ _ See it all just as clear as a bell.
I _ [Am] _ _ _ just can't seem to [Bb] set my easel to please [F] me.
Then I [Bb] paint my heaven, [C] but it looks like hell.
_ _ _ _ _ Yeah.
_ _ Your blue might be gray.
_ [F] Your less might be more.
_ [Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
_ _ [Bb] Your _ [C] shiniest day might [F] come in the middle of [Bb] the night.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Just about [C] right.
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [G] Says, man, I [D] ain't coming down [Bb] till my picture [F] is perfect.
_ [C] _ _
And [D] all the _ wonder's gone from [F] my eyes.
_ [C] _
Down [D] through my _ hands and _ [F] onto the canvas.
_ _ [C] _
Still [D] like my vision, [Bb] but [F] still a surprise.
_ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ Real life, he [Bb] says, is the hardest _ impression.
_ [F] Because _ it's always moving, so [C] I let it come through.
_ _ _ [Am] _
_ That, my friend, I [Bb] say is the glory of true _ independence.
[F] Just to do what you [Bb] do, what [C] you do, what you _ do. _
_ _ _ Yeah. _ _
[Bb] Your blue might [C] be gray.
Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window to [C] the world might be your own front door.
_ [Bb] Your _ shiniest [C] day might [F] come in the middle [Bb] of the night. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just [C] about right.
_ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] My old friend _ [Bb] came down [F] from the mountain.
_ _ [C] _ Without [D] even looking, _ _ [Bb] he found [F] a little truth.
_ _ [Am] _ _ You can go through your [Bb] lives with the greatest _ intentions.
_ [F] But you do what you [Bb] do, what you [C] just gotta _ _ do.
_ Ain't it true? _
_ [Bb] Your blue [C] might be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
_ [Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door. _
_ [Bb] Your _ [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle [Bb] of the night.
_ Your blue might [C] be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
_ [Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door. _
_ [Bb] Your _ [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle of [Bb] the night. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] Just about right.
[C] _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ That's [C] just about right.
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just about right.
_ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, no. _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [D] My old friend _ [Bb] _ lives [F] up in the _ mountains.
[C] _ _ [D] He flew up [Bb] there to paint the world.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] Says even though _ [Bb] _ _ [F] interpretation's what I count on,
[C] _ _ _ [Dm] this little picture [Bb] to me [F] seems blurred.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ Hard _ lines [Bb] and the shadows come easy.
[F] _ _ _ See it all just as clear as a bell.
I _ [Am] _ _ _ just can't seem to [Bb] set my easel to please [F] me.
Then I [Bb] paint my heaven, [C] but it looks like hell.
_ _ _ _ _ Yeah.
_ _ Your blue might be gray.
_ [F] Your less might be more.
_ [Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door.
_ _ [Bb] Your _ [C] shiniest day might [F] come in the middle of [Bb] the night.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Just about [C] right.
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [G] Says, man, I [D] ain't coming down [Bb] till my picture [F] is perfect.
_ [C] _ _
And [D] all the _ wonder's gone from [F] my eyes.
_ [C] _
Down [D] through my _ hands and _ [F] onto the canvas.
_ _ [C] _
Still [D] like my vision, [Bb] but [F] still a surprise.
_ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ Real life, he [Bb] says, is the hardest _ impression.
_ [F] Because _ it's always moving, so [C] I let it come through.
_ _ _ [Am] _
_ That, my friend, I [Bb] say is the glory of true _ independence.
[F] Just to do what you [Bb] do, what [C] you do, what you _ do. _
_ _ _ Yeah. _ _
[Bb] Your blue might [C] be gray.
Your less might be more.
[Bb] Your window to [C] the world might be your own front door.
_ [Bb] Your _ shiniest [C] day might [F] come in the middle [Bb] of the night. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just [C] about right.
_ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] My old friend _ [Bb] came down [F] from the mountain.
_ _ [C] _ Without [D] even looking, _ _ [Bb] he found [F] a little truth.
_ _ [Am] _ _ You can go through your [Bb] lives with the greatest _ intentions.
_ [F] But you do what you [Bb] do, what you [C] just gotta _ _ do.
_ Ain't it true? _
_ [Bb] Your blue [C] might be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
_ [Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door. _
_ [Bb] Your _ [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle [Bb] of the night.
_ Your blue might [C] be gray.
[F] Your less might be more.
_ [Bb] Your window [C] to the world might be [F] your own front door. _
_ [Bb] Your _ [C] shiniest day might come [F] in the middle of [Bb] the night. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] Just about right.
[C] _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ That's [C] just about right.
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just about right.
_ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, no. _ _ _ _