Canola Fields Chords by James Mcmurtry

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I was thinking about you crossing southern Alberta
[Db] Canola [Eb] fields on a July day about [Ab] the same chartreuse is that 69 buggy used to [Eb] drive around San [Ab] Jose
Never _ _ [Db]
knew where my old white [Ab] Lincoln might take
[Db] Party on wheels [Eb] with suicide doors [Db] bring the kids and the [Ab] dogs and your [Eb] grandma too.
[Fm] We [Eb] always had [Db] room for more
_ Till that white knuckle [Ab] right back from Santa Cruz
[Db] Second best server [Eb] on the central coast [Db] had you wrapped up all [Ab] the way back [Eb] to Los [Fm] Gatos
And [Eb] I could have [Db] cut his throat
_ And it wasn't like we were [Ab] an item to start with [Eb] it had no basis [Fm] in fact
[Db] But the whiskey could push [Ab] me to sudden extremes.
I don't want to think about [Eb] that.
I [Db] don't want to think [Ab] about that
_ _ _ [Db] Take [Fm] my [Eb] hand Marie
_ _ _ [Db] _ [Ab] Take a death [Eb] grip on some [Db] part of me
_ Keeping it [Ab] from drifting [Eb] far
[Fm] See you're out
[Eb] out [Db] there
We _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Db] all filtered [Ab] away with the days getting shorter [Db] seeking our place in the [Eb] greater scheme
[Db] Kids and careers and [Ab] a vague [Eb] sense of [Fm] order and [Eb] busting apart [Db] at the seams.
_ I
Heard you switch coast moved [Ab] in with your sister.
I doubt you'd have called it [Eb] familial bliss
[Db] We met up in Brooklyn [Ab] before it [Eb] went hipster.
[Fm] You [Eb] carried your keys [Db] in your fist
_ Then away that [Ab] corner of a crosstown [Eb] bus.
We were hiding out [Fm] under my hat
_ [Db] Cashing in on [Ab] a 30-year crush.
You can't be young [Eb] and do that.
You can't [Db] be [Ab] young and do that _ _
[Db] _ [Fm] Take my hand [Eb] Marie _ _
_ [Db] _ [Ab] Take a death grip [Eb] on some [Db] part of me
Keep [Ab] me from drifting [Eb] far
[Fm] See you're out out [Eb] _ [Db] there
Or [Fm] I'll be [Eb] lost [Db] out there
_ _ [Fm] _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] I
[Eb] _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
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[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] Was [Ab] thinking about you crossing Southern Alberta
Canola [Eb] fields at harvest [Ab] time look like tumbleweeds all raked up into rose brown rusty [Db] contour lines
_ There's not much [Ab] moving on a romance radar
Not that I'm craving it [Eb] all that much but I [Db] still need to feel [Ab] every once in a while
the warmth of a smile [Db] and a touch
_ _ Then away that [Ab] corner of a crosstown [Eb] bus we were hiding out under my [Fm] hat
[Db] _
[Ab] Cashing in on a 30-year crush.
You can't be young [Eb] and do that.
You can't [Db] be young [Ab] and do that
_ You can't be young and do [Eb] that.
You [Ab] can't be young and do that
_ _ _ [Db] Take [Fm] my [Eb] hand Marie
_ _ _ [Db] _
[Ab] Take a death [Eb] grip on some [Ab] part [Db] of me _
Keep me [Ab] from drifting [Eb] far
[Fm] See you're out out [Eb] _ [Db] there
_ [Fm] I'll be lost [Eb] out [Db] there
_ I'll [Fm] be [Eb] lost [Db] out there
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