Missing Chords by Calexico
Tempo:
77.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
Am
A
F
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E]
[Am] [A]
[E] [Am] [A]
[Am] [E]
[A] [E]
[Am] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[Am] [F] Kick up now, little sleepyhead, from your [G] nightmarish day.
You see the dead trip, [F] you'd be better off not to [Dm] know,
of the [C] wild seeds you let [G] go from your thorny [E] fingertips.
[Am]
[A] [A]
[B] [Am] [A]
[E] [A]
[Am] [F] Try [Fm] to clean the bloodstained [F] hands that ran away [G] and left the scene of the crime.
Last night, always stood on the other [C] side, never thought the roof [G] cave in where you were hiding.
[Dm]
There's a wave [F] of fear that creeps [C] right in,
[Dm] a vacant stare that [F] can't say where [C] it's been.
[E] What's been laced in [Am] the trail leads all over the [F] place.
[C] There's an angel [E] at your side, [Am] a rescue that you've come [F] to.
The book [E] explains how your own ghost fell, [Fm] and vanished [Dm] into [E] a fatal spell.
[Bb] She looks into [F] your eyes and [Gb] sees, [E] see things [Am] still the same.
[A] [E] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[A]
[Am] [F]
[C] [G]
[F]
[C] [G]
[A] [Dm] She notices [F] a chump bleeding [G] from your [C] chest,
[D] and tries [Dm] to stop the [F] blood flow with [C] her best
[E] compress.
[Am] But the wreckage is in a [F] mess, an [C] emotional
[E] tax, [Am] figured in after the [Bb] facts, [Dm] and [E] stories unfold.
[Bb] The world [F] grows dark, [E] and bones give.
[Bb] You look into [Dm] your heart, and [E] you know there's something still [Am] the same.
[A] [E]
[A] Something [Am] still missing.
[E]
[Am]
Still missing.
[E]
[Am] [E]
[Am]
[Am] [A]
[E] [Am] [A]
[Am] [E]
[A] [E]
[Am] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[Am] [F] Kick up now, little sleepyhead, from your [G] nightmarish day.
You see the dead trip, [F] you'd be better off not to [Dm] know,
of the [C] wild seeds you let [G] go from your thorny [E] fingertips.
[Am]
[A] [A]
[B] [Am] [A]
[E] [A]
[Am] [F] Try [Fm] to clean the bloodstained [F] hands that ran away [G] and left the scene of the crime.
Last night, always stood on the other [C] side, never thought the roof [G] cave in where you were hiding.
[Dm]
There's a wave [F] of fear that creeps [C] right in,
[Dm] a vacant stare that [F] can't say where [C] it's been.
[E] What's been laced in [Am] the trail leads all over the [F] place.
[C] There's an angel [E] at your side, [Am] a rescue that you've come [F] to.
The book [E] explains how your own ghost fell, [Fm] and vanished [Dm] into [E] a fatal spell.
[Bb] She looks into [F] your eyes and [Gb] sees, [E] see things [Am] still the same.
[A] [E] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[A]
[Am] [F]
[C] [G]
[F]
[C] [G]
[A] [Dm] She notices [F] a chump bleeding [G] from your [C] chest,
[D] and tries [Dm] to stop the [F] blood flow with [C] her best
[E] compress.
[Am] But the wreckage is in a [F] mess, an [C] emotional
[E] tax, [Am] figured in after the [Bb] facts, [Dm] and [E] stories unfold.
[Bb] The world [F] grows dark, [E] and bones give.
[Bb] You look into [Dm] your heart, and [E] you know there's something still [Am] the same.
[A] [E]
[A] Something [Am] still missing.
[E]
[Am]
Still missing.
[E]
[Am] [E]
[Am]
Key:
E
Am
A
F
C
E
Am
A
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_ [E] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [F] Kick up now, little sleepyhead, from your [G] nightmarish day.
You see the dead trip, _ _ [F] you'd be better off not to [Dm] know,
of the [C] wild seeds you let [G] go from your thorny _ [E] _ fingertips.
_ [Am] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [F] Try [Fm] to clean the bloodstained [F] hands that ran away [G] and left the scene of the crime.
_ Last night, _ _ always stood on the other [C] side, never thought the roof [G] cave in where you _ were hiding.
_ _ [Dm] _
There's a wave [F] of fear that creeps [C] right in, _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] a vacant stare that [F] can't say where [C] it's been.
_ [E] What's been laced in [Am] the trail leads all over the [F] place. _
[C] There's an angel [E] at your side, [Am] a rescue that you've come [F] to.
The book _ _ [E] explains how your own ghost fell, [Fm] and vanished [Dm] into [E] a fatal spell.
[Bb] She looks into [F] your eyes and [Gb] sees, [E] see things [Am] still the same. _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] She notices [F] a chump bleeding [G] from your [C] chest, _
_ _ _ _ [D] and tries [Dm] to stop the [F] blood flow with [C] her best _
[E] compress.
_ [Am] But the wreckage is in a [F] mess, an [C] emotional _ _
[E] tax, _ _ [Am] figured in after the [Bb] facts, _ [Dm] and [E] stories unfold.
[Bb] The world [F] grows dark, [E] and bones give.
[Bb] You look into [Dm] your heart, and [E] you know there's something still [Am] the same.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ Something [Am] still missing.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Still missing. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [F] Kick up now, little sleepyhead, from your [G] nightmarish day.
You see the dead trip, _ _ [F] you'd be better off not to [Dm] know,
of the [C] wild seeds you let [G] go from your thorny _ [E] _ fingertips.
_ [Am] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [F] Try [Fm] to clean the bloodstained [F] hands that ran away [G] and left the scene of the crime.
_ Last night, _ _ always stood on the other [C] side, never thought the roof [G] cave in where you _ were hiding.
_ _ [Dm] _
There's a wave [F] of fear that creeps [C] right in, _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] a vacant stare that [F] can't say where [C] it's been.
_ [E] What's been laced in [Am] the trail leads all over the [F] place. _
[C] There's an angel [E] at your side, [Am] a rescue that you've come [F] to.
The book _ _ [E] explains how your own ghost fell, [Fm] and vanished [Dm] into [E] a fatal spell.
[Bb] She looks into [F] your eyes and [Gb] sees, [E] see things [Am] still the same. _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] She notices [F] a chump bleeding [G] from your [C] chest, _
_ _ _ _ [D] and tries [Dm] to stop the [F] blood flow with [C] her best _
[E] compress.
_ [Am] But the wreckage is in a [F] mess, an [C] emotional _ _
[E] tax, _ _ [Am] figured in after the [Bb] facts, _ [Dm] and [E] stories unfold.
[Bb] The world [F] grows dark, [E] and bones give.
[Bb] You look into [Dm] your heart, and [E] you know there's something still [Am] the same.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ Something [Am] still missing.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Still missing. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _