Color in Your Cheeks Chords by The Mountain Goats

Tempo:
103.25 bpm
Chords used:

A

B

E

Ab

Dbm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Color in Your Cheeks chords
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[Gb] [Ab] She came [A] in on the red [B]-eye to Dallas-Fort [Em] Worth, [Ab] all the [A] way from sunny [B] Taipei.
[Dbm] [Abm] Skin the color [A] of a walnut [B] shell [E] and a baseball [Ab]
cap.
[A] Holding down her [B] black hair, she [A] came here after [B] midnight.
[E] The hot weather made her feel right at home.
Come on in, [A] we haven't slept for weeks.
Drink [E] some of this, it'll put [A] color in [B] your cheeks.
[Dbm]
[Ab] He drove into [A] Mexicali, [B] no worse [Em] will wear.
[Ab] Money to burn, [A] [B] time to [Db] kill.
But [Ab] five [A] minutes looking [B] in his eyes, we [E] all knew [Abm] he was broken [A] pretty bad.
[B] So we gave him [A] what he had.
We cleared the space, [B] read the sleeping and we let [E] the silence.
It's our trademark, [A] make its presence felt.
[E] Come on in, [A] we haven't slept for weeks.
Drink [E] some of this, it'll put [A] color in [B] your cheeks.
[Dbm]
[Ab] [A] [B] [E]
[B] [Dbm]
[Ab] They came in [A] by the dozens, [B] walking [E] and crawling.
[Ab] Some were bright-eyed, [A] [B] some were dead on [Em] their feet.
[Ab] And they came [A] from [B] Zimbabwe, Soviet Georgia, [Ab] East St.
Louis, [A] or from Paris, [B] or they lived [A] across the street.
But they came [B] when they finally made it here.
[E] It was the least that we could do [A] to make our welcome clear.
[E] Come on in, [A] we haven't slept for weeks.
Drink [E] some of this, this'll put [A] color in [B] your cheeks.
[E] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[B] [Dbm]
[Ab] [A] [B] [Dbm] [Ab]
[A] [B] [Dbm]
[Ab] [A] [B] [E]
[Gm]
Key:  
A
1231
B
12341112
E
2311
Ab
134211114
Dbm
13421114
A
1231
B
12341112
E
2311
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To learn The Mountain Goats - (Remastered) Color In Your Cheeks chords, your first step should be understanding these chords - Dbm, Ab, A, B, E, A, B and Ab in sequence. A strategic approach would be to train at 51 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 103. With the song's key of F Major, set your capo to fit your vocal range and chord choice.

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_ _ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ She came [A] in on the red [B]-eye to Dallas-Fort [Em] Worth, [Ab] all the [A] way from sunny [B] Taipei.
_ [Dbm] _ [Abm] Skin the color [A] of a walnut [B] shell [E] and a baseball [Ab]
cap.
[A] Holding down her [B] black hair, she [A] came here _ after [B] midnight.
_ _ _ [E] The hot weather made her feel right at home.
Come on in, _ [A] we haven't slept for weeks.
Drink [E] some of this, _ it'll put [A] color in [B] your cheeks.
[Dbm] _
[Ab] He drove into [A] Mexicali, [B] no worse [Em] will wear.
[Ab] Money to burn, [A] _ [B] time to [Db] kill.
But [Ab] five [A] minutes looking [B] in his eyes, we [E] all knew [Abm] he was broken [A] pretty bad.
[B] So we gave him [A] what he had.
We cleared the space, [B] read the sleeping and we let [E] the silence.
It's our trademark, [A] make its presence felt.
[E] Come on in, _ [A] we haven't slept for weeks.
Drink [E] some of this, it'll put [A] color in [B] your cheeks.
[Dbm] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
[Ab] They came in [A] by the dozens, [B] walking [E] and crawling.
[Ab] Some were bright-eyed, [A] _ [B] some were dead on [Em] their feet.
[Ab] And they came [A] from [B] Zimbabwe, Soviet Georgia, [Ab] East St.
Louis, [A] or from Paris, [B] or they lived [A] across the street.
But they came [B] when they finally made it here.
[E] It was the least that we could do [A] to make our welcome clear.
[E] Come on in, _ [A] we haven't slept for weeks.
Drink [E] some of this, this'll put [A] color in [B] your cheeks.
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [Dbm] _ [Ab] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [Dbm] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _

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Among the compositions on the album All Hail West Texas, written by John Darnielle, this one shines.

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