Chords for Darrell Scott "The Day Before Thanksgiving"
Tempo:
86.725 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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It's the day before Thanksgiving, I'm not feeling much of thanks
Just a [D#] low-grade
Desperation [F#m] leaves me [F] reeling in the ranks just when I think I'm [C] getting somewhere.
It's somewhere [F] further to fall
It's the day before Thanksgiving
That is all
[G] I don't believe the pilgrims sat with Indians for feast a
Self-proclaimed Holy Sailor does not break bread with his beast
But then [Am] again, he had a musket and [Em] the Indian had a [C] knife
[Bm] And the musket man [C] could make him eat [G] for life I
[C] [G]
[C] [G]
Don't believe [Em] this [C] country's
[G] manifestor and destiny
Someone just cooked it [Em] up and it is fed to [G] you and me
[Am] Yeah, they tell us who to love in war [Em]
[Bm] and never [C] ask for help
[Bm] And they cannot [Cm] stand us thinking [G] for ourselves
[Bm] [G]
[C] [G] [D] [G]
They came [Em] before Thanksgiving [C] back in [G] 1981 a
[Em] Millionaire let me drive [C] his Mercedes [G] just fine
And I [Am] drove it with the top down [Em] on [G] them Blue [C] Ridge Mountain [G] roads
[C] [Bm] He let me [Cm] keep it 13 [G] weeks or so
And I know what he [Em] was saying with that [C] car [G] that wasn't mine
That I could have one [Em] too if I just did not [G] cross the line
Whoa, [Am] but lines were made for cross.
[Em] I was [D] born to crack [C] the code
And [Bm] there ain't no [C] shame in walking [G] down this road
[Am] [C] [Em]
[C] [B] [E]
[G] So
It's turkey breast [Em] and [C] stuffing with [G] gravy on the top
mashed potatoes peas [Em] and dinner [D] rolls [C] you use them [G] like a mop
Got my [Am] position at the table [Em] got a child [D] to save [C] my [G] grace
[Bm] And a wife [C] and boss who keeps [G] me in this place
It's the day [Em] before [G] Thanksgiving I'm not feeling much of face
Just a low-grade
[Em]
[G] desperation [C] leaves me
in [G] the range
[Am] Just when I think I'm getting somewhere.
[Em] It's somewhere [G] [C] further to fall
[Bm] It's the day [G] before [C] Thanksgiving
That [G] is all
[Em] [G] [C] [G]
Just a [D#] low-grade
Desperation [F#m] leaves me [F] reeling in the ranks just when I think I'm [C] getting somewhere.
It's somewhere [F] further to fall
It's the day before Thanksgiving
That is all
[G] I don't believe the pilgrims sat with Indians for feast a
Self-proclaimed Holy Sailor does not break bread with his beast
But then [Am] again, he had a musket and [Em] the Indian had a [C] knife
[Bm] And the musket man [C] could make him eat [G] for life I
[C] [G]
[C] [G]
Don't believe [Em] this [C] country's
[G] manifestor and destiny
Someone just cooked it [Em] up and it is fed to [G] you and me
[Am] Yeah, they tell us who to love in war [Em]
[Bm] and never [C] ask for help
[Bm] And they cannot [Cm] stand us thinking [G] for ourselves
[Bm] [G]
[C] [G] [D] [G]
They came [Em] before Thanksgiving [C] back in [G] 1981 a
[Em] Millionaire let me drive [C] his Mercedes [G] just fine
And I [Am] drove it with the top down [Em] on [G] them Blue [C] Ridge Mountain [G] roads
[C] [Bm] He let me [Cm] keep it 13 [G] weeks or so
And I know what he [Em] was saying with that [C] car [G] that wasn't mine
That I could have one [Em] too if I just did not [G] cross the line
Whoa, [Am] but lines were made for cross.
[Em] I was [D] born to crack [C] the code
And [Bm] there ain't no [C] shame in walking [G] down this road
[Am] [C] [Em]
[C] [B] [E]
[G] So
It's turkey breast [Em] and [C] stuffing with [G] gravy on the top
mashed potatoes peas [Em] and dinner [D] rolls [C] you use them [G] like a mop
Got my [Am] position at the table [Em] got a child [D] to save [C] my [G] grace
[Bm] And a wife [C] and boss who keeps [G] me in this place
It's the day [Em] before [G] Thanksgiving I'm not feeling much of face
Just a low-grade
[Em]
[G] desperation [C] leaves me
in [G] the range
[Am] Just when I think I'm getting somewhere.
[Em] It's somewhere [G] [C] further to fall
[Bm] It's the day [G] before [C] Thanksgiving
That [G] is all
[Em] [G] [C] [G]
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_ _ It's the day before Thanksgiving, I'm not feeling much of thanks
Just a [D#] low-grade
Desperation [F#m] leaves me [F] reeling in the ranks just when I think I'm [C] getting somewhere.
It's somewhere [F] further to fall
_ It's the day before Thanksgiving
That is all
[G] I don't believe the pilgrims sat with Indians for feast _ a
Self-proclaimed Holy Sailor does not break bread with his beast
But then [Am] again, he had a musket and [Em] the Indian had a [C] knife
_ _ [Bm] And the musket man [C] could make him eat [G] for life _ I _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
Don't believe [Em] this [C] country's
[G] manifestor and destiny
Someone _ just cooked it [Em] up and it is fed to [G] you and me
_ [Am] Yeah, they tell us who to love in war [Em]
[Bm] and never [C] ask for help
[Bm] And they cannot [Cm] stand us thinking [G] for ourselves
_ _ [Bm] _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
They came [Em] before Thanksgiving [C] back in [G] 1981 a
_ _ [Em] Millionaire let me drive [C] his Mercedes [G] just fine
And I [Am] drove it with the top down [Em] on [G] them Blue [C] Ridge Mountain [G] roads
[C] _ [Bm] He let me [Cm] keep it 13 [G] weeks or so
_ And I know what he [Em] was saying with that [C] car [G] that wasn't mine _ _
That I could have one [Em] too if I just did not [G] cross the line _
Whoa, [Am] but lines were made for cross.
[Em] I was [D] born to crack [C] the code
And [Bm] there ain't no [C] shame in walking [G] down this road _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ [Em] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
[G] _ _ _ _ So
It's turkey breast [Em] and [C] stuffing with [G] gravy on the top _ _
mashed potatoes peas [Em] and dinner [D] rolls [C] you use them [G] like a mop _
Got my [Am] position at the table [Em] got a child [D] to save [C] my [G] grace
[Bm] And a wife [C] and boss who keeps [G] me in this place
It's the day [Em] before [G] Thanksgiving I'm not feeling much of face
_ Just a low-grade
[Em]
[G] desperation [C] leaves me
in [G] the range
[Am] Just when I think I'm getting somewhere.
[Em] It's somewhere [G] [C] further to fall
[Bm] It's the day [G] before [C] Thanksgiving
_ That _ _ [G] is all
_ [Em] _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just a [D#] low-grade
Desperation [F#m] leaves me [F] reeling in the ranks just when I think I'm [C] getting somewhere.
It's somewhere [F] further to fall
_ It's the day before Thanksgiving
That is all
[G] I don't believe the pilgrims sat with Indians for feast _ a
Self-proclaimed Holy Sailor does not break bread with his beast
But then [Am] again, he had a musket and [Em] the Indian had a [C] knife
_ _ [Bm] And the musket man [C] could make him eat [G] for life _ I _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
Don't believe [Em] this [C] country's
[G] manifestor and destiny
Someone _ just cooked it [Em] up and it is fed to [G] you and me
_ [Am] Yeah, they tell us who to love in war [Em]
[Bm] and never [C] ask for help
[Bm] And they cannot [Cm] stand us thinking [G] for ourselves
_ _ [Bm] _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
They came [Em] before Thanksgiving [C] back in [G] 1981 a
_ _ [Em] Millionaire let me drive [C] his Mercedes [G] just fine
And I [Am] drove it with the top down [Em] on [G] them Blue [C] Ridge Mountain [G] roads
[C] _ [Bm] He let me [Cm] keep it 13 [G] weeks or so
_ And I know what he [Em] was saying with that [C] car [G] that wasn't mine _ _
That I could have one [Em] too if I just did not [G] cross the line _
Whoa, [Am] but lines were made for cross.
[Em] I was [D] born to crack [C] the code
And [Bm] there ain't no [C] shame in walking [G] down this road _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ [Em] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
[G] _ _ _ _ So
It's turkey breast [Em] and [C] stuffing with [G] gravy on the top _ _
mashed potatoes peas [Em] and dinner [D] rolls [C] you use them [G] like a mop _
Got my [Am] position at the table [Em] got a child [D] to save [C] my [G] grace
[Bm] And a wife [C] and boss who keeps [G] me in this place
It's the day [Em] before [G] Thanksgiving I'm not feeling much of face
_ Just a low-grade
[Em]
[G] desperation [C] leaves me
in [G] the range
[Am] Just when I think I'm getting somewhere.
[Em] It's somewhere [G] [C] further to fall
[Bm] It's the day [G] before [C] Thanksgiving
_ That _ _ [G] is all
_ [Em] _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _