Chords for Dale Ann Bradley - L.A. International Airport (Official Video)
Tempo:
114.1 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
G#m
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
Standing in the silent hall, waiting for the final call, says he doesn't love me [F#]
anymore.
Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [B] to the door.
Cab arrives, blows the horn, stumble in the early morning, telling mother place I've [F#] got to go.
Past a hundred signal lights, I paid the bills in a traffic line, getting through these doors has been [B] so slow.
L.A. [E] International Airport, [F#] where the big jet [B] engines roar, [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
Stood a cent a miniskirt, hit me in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F#] Naples Road.
While I'm wondering where it's at, I see a parish tip a mat, college kids are trying to get [B] back home.
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my case and start to cry, stumble to the lounge to [F#] be alone.
While I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lip and cry my face, about the pain that's making [B] me leave home.
L.A. [E] International Airport, [F#] where the big jet [B] engines roar, [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
[B]
With silver wings across the sky, paper trails and wave goodbye, to those below who've got to [F#] stay at home.
Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, rid myself of every [B] tear I own.
Soaring high above the heavens in a 747, fighting back tears that [F#] curse my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [B]
friendly skies.
L.A. [E] International [B] Airport, [F#] where the big jet [B] engines roar, [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
[G#m] [B]
Standing in the silent hall, waiting for the final call, says he doesn't love me [F#]
anymore.
Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [B] to the door.
Cab arrives, blows the horn, stumble in the early morning, telling mother place I've [F#] got to go.
Past a hundred signal lights, I paid the bills in a traffic line, getting through these doors has been [B] so slow.
L.A. [E] International Airport, [F#] where the big jet [B] engines roar, [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
Stood a cent a miniskirt, hit me in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F#] Naples Road.
While I'm wondering where it's at, I see a parish tip a mat, college kids are trying to get [B] back home.
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my case and start to cry, stumble to the lounge to [F#] be alone.
While I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lip and cry my face, about the pain that's making [B] me leave home.
L.A. [E] International Airport, [F#] where the big jet [B] engines roar, [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
[B]
With silver wings across the sky, paper trails and wave goodbye, to those below who've got to [F#] stay at home.
Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, rid myself of every [B] tear I own.
Soaring high above the heavens in a 747, fighting back tears that [F#] curse my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [B]
friendly skies.
L.A. [E] International [B] Airport, [F#] where the big jet [B] engines roar, [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
L.A. [F#] International Airport, I won't see [B] him anymore.
[G#m] [B]
Key:
B
F#
G#m
E
B
F#
G#m
E
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Standing in the silent hall, waiting for the final call, says he doesn't love me [F#] _
anymore.
_ Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [B] to the door.
_ Cab arrives, blows the horn, stumble in the early morning, telling mother place I've [F#] got to go.
_ _ Past a hundred signal lights, I paid the bills in a traffic line, getting through these doors has been [B] so slow.
_ _ L.A. [E] International Airport, _ [F#] _ where the big jet [B] engines roar, _ _ [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [B] him anymore.
_ _ Stood a cent a miniskirt, hit me in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F#] Naples Road.
_ While I'm wondering where it's at, I see a parish tip a mat, college kids are trying to get [B] back home.
_ Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my case and start to cry, stumble to the lounge to [F#] be alone.
_ While I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lip and cry my face, about the pain that's making [B] me leave home.
_ _ L.A. [E] International Airport, _ [F#] _ where the big jet [B] engines roar, _ _ [G#m] _ L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ I won't see [B] him anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ With silver wings across the sky, paper trails and wave goodbye, to those below who've got to [F#] stay at home.
_ Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, rid myself of every [B] tear I own.
Soaring high above the heavens in a 747, fighting back tears that [F#] curse my _ eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [B]
friendly skies.
_ _ L.A. [E] International [B] Airport, [F#] _ _ where the big jet [B] engines roar, _ [G#m] _ L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [B] him anymore.
_ _ _ L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ I won't see [B] him anymore.
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Standing in the silent hall, waiting for the final call, says he doesn't love me [F#] _
anymore.
_ Shaking hands I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [B] to the door.
_ Cab arrives, blows the horn, stumble in the early morning, telling mother place I've [F#] got to go.
_ _ Past a hundred signal lights, I paid the bills in a traffic line, getting through these doors has been [B] so slow.
_ _ L.A. [E] International Airport, _ [F#] _ where the big jet [B] engines roar, _ _ [G#m] L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [B] him anymore.
_ _ Stood a cent a miniskirt, hit me in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F#] Naples Road.
_ While I'm wondering where it's at, I see a parish tip a mat, college kids are trying to get [B] back home.
_ Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my case and start to cry, stumble to the lounge to [F#] be alone.
_ While I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lip and cry my face, about the pain that's making [B] me leave home.
_ _ L.A. [E] International Airport, _ [F#] _ where the big jet [B] engines roar, _ _ [G#m] _ L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ I won't see [B] him anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ With silver wings across the sky, paper trails and wave goodbye, to those below who've got to [F#] stay at home.
_ Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, rid myself of every [B] tear I own.
Soaring high above the heavens in a 747, fighting back tears that [F#] curse my _ eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [B]
friendly skies.
_ _ L.A. [E] International [B] Airport, [F#] _ _ where the big jet [B] engines roar, _ [G#m] _ L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [B] him anymore.
_ _ _ L.A. [F#] International Airport, _ I won't see [B] him anymore.
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _