Chords for Corey Smith - Blow Me Away (Acoustic)
Tempo:
110.45 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
F#
D
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [E] [A]
[F#] [D] [A]
I'm a solid [F#] rock, a chip off a mountain top, finely chiseled by the wind and rain.
[A] I work out in the [D] storms, [F#] keeps me in fighting form, [A]
know I'll hold back [D] down from [E] anything.
[A] But you're like a stinger down in [F#] might and I'm gonna [A] light your fuse tonight.
[E] Get ready [F#] for a [E] firework show.
[F#m]
You [G#m] blow [F#] me away.
You [E] blow [A] me away.
[D] [E] [A]
[D] [E] I'm a cold-blooded cynic, I'm a stone-faced critic.
[D#] Seems [A] like nothing's worth [F#] a double-take.
[D] Yeah, I'm open-minded, but [F#] I've been color [C#]-blinded, fed up and jaded by [F#] the hit parade.
[E] But baby, you're the work [D] of art and I've tried [D#] picking you [A] apart, but I can't.
[Bm] You simply blow [E] me off.
[F#m]
You [G#m] blow [F#] me away.
You [E] blow [F#m] me away.
[G#m] [F#m]
[G#m] [F#m]
[E] [A] I'm a shaky knee [D#m] upon [D#] a sycamore [E] tree.
I'm hanging [D] high but barely holding [G#m] on.
[A] I've been [D] catching rains, I've [E] been making shade, holding a shingle when [F#] the rains got [G#m] strong.
[A] But I feel a lot of setting [G#] in, the green is [E] fading from [A] my skin.
I know it's gonna be [D] a long [F#] way down.
But you [G#m] blow [F#] me away.
You [D#m] blow me [F#m] away.
You [E] blow [F#] me away.
You [C#m] blow [C#] me away.
[F#] [G#m] [A]
[B] [D] I've [E] [A]
been a solid [F#] rock, [E] [A] I've been a cold [F#]-blooded [C#m] cynic.
Now [C#] I'm a shaky knee, [D] but you [E] still blow me [A] away.
[D] You still blow me [A] away.
[D] [G#m] [A]
[F#] [D] [A]
I'm a solid [F#] rock, a chip off a mountain top, finely chiseled by the wind and rain.
[A] I work out in the [D] storms, [F#] keeps me in fighting form, [A]
know I'll hold back [D] down from [E] anything.
[A] But you're like a stinger down in [F#] might and I'm gonna [A] light your fuse tonight.
[E] Get ready [F#] for a [E] firework show.
[F#m]
You [G#m] blow [F#] me away.
You [E] blow [A] me away.
[D] [E] [A]
[D] [E] I'm a cold-blooded cynic, I'm a stone-faced critic.
[D#] Seems [A] like nothing's worth [F#] a double-take.
[D] Yeah, I'm open-minded, but [F#] I've been color [C#]-blinded, fed up and jaded by [F#] the hit parade.
[E] But baby, you're the work [D] of art and I've tried [D#] picking you [A] apart, but I can't.
[Bm] You simply blow [E] me off.
[F#m]
You [G#m] blow [F#] me away.
You [E] blow [F#m] me away.
[G#m] [F#m]
[G#m] [F#m]
[E] [A] I'm a shaky knee [D#m] upon [D#] a sycamore [E] tree.
I'm hanging [D] high but barely holding [G#m] on.
[A] I've been [D] catching rains, I've [E] been making shade, holding a shingle when [F#] the rains got [G#m] strong.
[A] But I feel a lot of setting [G#] in, the green is [E] fading from [A] my skin.
I know it's gonna be [D] a long [F#] way down.
But you [G#m] blow [F#] me away.
You [D#m] blow me [F#m] away.
You [E] blow [F#] me away.
You [C#m] blow [C#] me away.
[F#] [G#m] [A]
[B] [D] I've [E] [A]
been a solid [F#] rock, [E] [A] I've been a cold [F#]-blooded [C#m] cynic.
Now [C#] I'm a shaky knee, [D] but you [E] still blow me [A] away.
[D] You still blow me [A] away.
[D] [G#m] [A]
Key:
A
E
F#
D
G#m
A
E
F#
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ [A]
I'm a solid [F#] rock, a chip off a mountain top, finely chiseled by the wind and rain.
_ [A] I work out in the [D] storms, [F#] keeps me in fighting form, [A]
know I'll hold back [D] down from [E] anything.
[A] But you're like a stinger down in [F#] might and I'm gonna [A] light your fuse tonight. _
[E] Get ready [F#] for a [E] firework show.
[F#m] _
You _ [G#m] _ _ blow [F#] me away.
You _ [E] _ blow [A] me away.
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ I'm a cold-blooded cynic, I'm a stone-faced critic.
[D#] Seems [A] like nothing's worth [F#] a double-take.
[D] _ Yeah, I'm open-minded, but [F#] I've been color [C#]-blinded, fed up and jaded by [F#] the hit parade.
[E] _ But baby, you're the work [D] of art and I've tried [D#] picking you [A] apart, but I can't.
[Bm] You simply blow [E] me off.
[F#m] _
You _ [G#m] _ blow [F#] me away. _
You [E] _ blow [F#m] me away.
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ I'm a shaky knee [D#m] upon [D#] a sycamore [E] tree.
I'm hanging [D] high but barely holding [G#m] on.
_ [A] I've been [D] catching rains, I've [E] been making shade, holding a shingle when [F#] the rains got [G#m] strong.
[A] But I feel a lot of setting [G#] in, the green is [E] fading from [A] my skin.
I know it's gonna be [D] a long [F#] way down. _
But you [G#m] _ _ blow [F#] me away.
You [D#m] _ blow me [F#m] away.
You [E] _ blow [F#] me away.
You [C#m] _ blow [C#] me _ away.
[F#] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [D] I've [E] _ _ [A] _
been a solid [F#] rock, _ [E] _ [A] I've been a _ cold [F#]-blooded [C#m] cynic.
Now [C#] I'm a shaky knee, [D] _ but you [E] still blow me [A] away.
_ _ [D] You still blow me [A] away.
_ _ [D] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ [A]
I'm a solid [F#] rock, a chip off a mountain top, finely chiseled by the wind and rain.
_ [A] I work out in the [D] storms, [F#] keeps me in fighting form, [A]
know I'll hold back [D] down from [E] anything.
[A] But you're like a stinger down in [F#] might and I'm gonna [A] light your fuse tonight. _
[E] Get ready [F#] for a [E] firework show.
[F#m] _
You _ [G#m] _ _ blow [F#] me away.
You _ [E] _ blow [A] me away.
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ I'm a cold-blooded cynic, I'm a stone-faced critic.
[D#] Seems [A] like nothing's worth [F#] a double-take.
[D] _ Yeah, I'm open-minded, but [F#] I've been color [C#]-blinded, fed up and jaded by [F#] the hit parade.
[E] _ But baby, you're the work [D] of art and I've tried [D#] picking you [A] apart, but I can't.
[Bm] You simply blow [E] me off.
[F#m] _
You _ [G#m] _ blow [F#] me away. _
You [E] _ blow [F#m] me away.
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ I'm a shaky knee [D#m] upon [D#] a sycamore [E] tree.
I'm hanging [D] high but barely holding [G#m] on.
_ [A] I've been [D] catching rains, I've [E] been making shade, holding a shingle when [F#] the rains got [G#m] strong.
[A] But I feel a lot of setting [G#] in, the green is [E] fading from [A] my skin.
I know it's gonna be [D] a long [F#] way down. _
But you [G#m] _ _ blow [F#] me away.
You [D#m] _ blow me [F#m] away.
You [E] _ blow [F#] me away.
You [C#m] _ blow [C#] me _ away.
[F#] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [D] I've [E] _ _ [A] _
been a solid [F#] rock, _ [E] _ [A] I've been a _ cold [F#]-blooded [C#m] cynic.
Now [C#] I'm a shaky knee, [D] _ but you [E] still blow me [A] away.
_ _ [D] You still blow me [A] away.
_ _ [D] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _