Chords for Edwin McCain - I'll Be (Bing Lounge)
Tempo:
176.9 bpm
Chords used:
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Em
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[F#] [Em] [E]
Everybody asks me if I get tired of playing this song, and it's funny to me when artists
by the one song that kept them from being a pizza delivery
It would almost be like having a winning lottery ticket in a frame in your big beautiful house,
it every day going, stupid luck.
Is it true I've heard this song, the key line, you actually saw some guy in a bar?
that a true story?
Chapel Hill, and I overheard this drunk guy hitting on this girl, and it
Everybody asks me if I get tired of playing this song, and it's funny to me when artists
by the one song that kept them from being a pizza delivery
It would almost be like having a winning lottery ticket in a frame in your big beautiful house,
it every day going, stupid luck.
Is it true I've heard this song, the key line, you actually saw some guy in a bar?
that a true story?
Chapel Hill, and I overheard this drunk guy hitting on this girl, and it
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Em
G#m
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_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
_ Everybody asks me if I get tired of playing this song, and it's funny to me when artists
like sort of get irritated by the one song that kept them from being a pizza delivery
person, you know.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ It would almost be like having a winning lottery ticket in a frame in your big beautiful house,
you know, and walking by it every day going, stupid luck. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Is it true I've heard this song, the key line, you actually _ _ _ saw some guy in a bar?
_ Is that a true story?
It is.
It was like I was in _ _ _ _ Chapel Hill, and I overheard this drunk guy hitting on this girl, and it
just was not going very well.
_ She was just killing him.
He was trying anything, and I was kind of listening to it, pulling for him a little bit.
I was like, _ _ come on, dude.
You can do better than this.
_ _ And then she opens the door for him a little bit.
She's like, I don't like my job.
I'm like, all right, man, here's your chance.
_ _ Make it count.
And he goes, oh, baby, I'll be your crying shoulder.
And I was like, hey, napkin, pen, down here. _
_ _ _ _ Need a pen.
_ _ Very quickly. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
He didn't mean to say it.
I was just, hey, that's awesome when my phone [N] rings and I'm doing shows.
I _ _ _ don't _ _ know who that is.
I'm not answering that. _ _ _ _ _
Sorry, voicemail sucker. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I've answered this phone on stage a couple times and gotten the crowd to be like, _ ahhh!
And they're like, hello, what?
I'm _ like, don't worry, mom.
It's cool.
[E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ All right, let's play that song.
How's it go? _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ The strands in your _ eyes that color them _ wonderful _
[B] stop me.
_ _ Steal [F#] my _ breath.
[E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ Emeralds from mountains _
[E] _ thrust towards the _ sky, _ never [B] _ _ [Em] revealing _ [F#] their depth.
[E] _ _ _ _
[B] And tell _ [F#] that _ _
[E] _ we [F#] belong _ together.
[B] _ _ Dress it [F#] up _ [G#m] with the trappings of [F#] love. _
[D] [B] I'll be _ _ [A#] captivated.
_ [E] _ _ Hang [F#] from your lips, [B] _ stare out on the _ gallows [F#] of heartache that hang [E] from above. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ [B] And _ I'll [G#m] _ _
[E] be your crying _ shoulder.
_ [B] _ _ I'll be _ [F#] love's suicide.
[E] _ _ _
_ [B] And I'll _ be [E] _ _ better when I'm older.
[B] _ _ _ I'll be _
_ [F#] the greatest [E] _ fan of [B] your _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] life. _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[Em] [B] And _ _ rain _ [E]
falls _ angry on the tin roof [B] as we lie _ awake in _ [F#] my bed.
[E] _ _ _
[D] _ [B] _ You're my survival.
[E] _
You're my living _ proof.
[B] My love is alive, _ _ [F#] not _ [E] dead. _ _ _
[G] [B] And tell _ [F#] _ me [E] that we belong [F#] _ _
together.
[B] _ _ Dress [F#] it up [E] with the trappings of [F#] love. _
_ [B] I'll be _ [F#] _ captivated.
_ [E] _ _ Hang [A#] from your lips, [B] stare out on the _ gallows [F#] of _ heartache that hang from [E] above. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ And _ [E] _ _
_ [B] _ _ I'll [G#m] be [E] _
_ your crying _ shoulder.
_ [B] _ _ I'll be [Em] _
[F#] love's suicide.
[E] _ _ _ [D] _
[B] And _ _ I'll be _
[E] _ better when I'm older. _
[B] _ _ _ I'll be [F#] the _ greatest [E] _ fan of [B] your life. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And [G] then [G#m] I dropped out, [G#] burned up, [B] fought my way back from [E] the dead. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G#m] _
Zoomed in, turned [F#] on, _ remember the thing that [E] you, _ _ you said. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I'll _ [G#m] _ _ [E] _ be your crying _ shoulder.
_ [B] _ _
_ I'll be _ _ [A#] love's [F#] suicide.
[E] _ _ _ And [B] _
_ _ I'll be [E] _ _
better when I'm older. _ _
_ I'll be _ _ [F#] the greatest [E] _ _ fan of [B] your _ life.
_ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] The greatest [G#m] _ fan of your [B] _ _ life. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Everybody asks me if I get tired of playing this song, and it's funny to me when artists
like sort of get irritated by the one song that kept them from being a pizza delivery
person, you know.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ It would almost be like having a winning lottery ticket in a frame in your big beautiful house,
you know, and walking by it every day going, stupid luck. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Is it true I've heard this song, the key line, you actually _ _ _ saw some guy in a bar?
_ Is that a true story?
It is.
It was like I was in _ _ _ _ Chapel Hill, and I overheard this drunk guy hitting on this girl, and it
just was not going very well.
_ She was just killing him.
He was trying anything, and I was kind of listening to it, pulling for him a little bit.
I was like, _ _ come on, dude.
You can do better than this.
_ _ And then she opens the door for him a little bit.
She's like, I don't like my job.
I'm like, all right, man, here's your chance.
_ _ Make it count.
And he goes, oh, baby, I'll be your crying shoulder.
And I was like, hey, napkin, pen, down here. _
_ _ _ _ Need a pen.
_ _ Very quickly. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
He didn't mean to say it.
I was just, hey, that's awesome when my phone [N] rings and I'm doing shows.
I _ _ _ don't _ _ know who that is.
I'm not answering that. _ _ _ _ _
Sorry, voicemail sucker. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I've answered this phone on stage a couple times and gotten the crowd to be like, _ ahhh!
And they're like, hello, what?
I'm _ like, don't worry, mom.
It's cool.
[E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ All right, let's play that song.
How's it go? _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ The strands in your _ eyes that color them _ wonderful _
[B] stop me.
_ _ Steal [F#] my _ breath.
[E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ Emeralds from mountains _
[E] _ thrust towards the _ sky, _ never [B] _ _ [Em] revealing _ [F#] their depth.
[E] _ _ _ _
[B] And tell _ [F#] that _ _
[E] _ we [F#] belong _ together.
[B] _ _ Dress it [F#] up _ [G#m] with the trappings of [F#] love. _
[D] [B] I'll be _ _ [A#] captivated.
_ [E] _ _ Hang [F#] from your lips, [B] _ stare out on the _ gallows [F#] of heartache that hang [E] from above. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ [B] And _ I'll [G#m] _ _
[E] be your crying _ shoulder.
_ [B] _ _ I'll be _ [F#] love's suicide.
[E] _ _ _
_ [B] And I'll _ be [E] _ _ better when I'm older.
[B] _ _ _ I'll be _
_ [F#] the greatest [E] _ fan of [B] your _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] life. _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[Em] [B] And _ _ rain _ [E]
falls _ angry on the tin roof [B] as we lie _ awake in _ [F#] my bed.
[E] _ _ _
[D] _ [B] _ You're my survival.
[E] _
You're my living _ proof.
[B] My love is alive, _ _ [F#] not _ [E] dead. _ _ _
[G] [B] And tell _ [F#] _ me [E] that we belong [F#] _ _
together.
[B] _ _ Dress [F#] it up [E] with the trappings of [F#] love. _
_ [B] I'll be _ [F#] _ captivated.
_ [E] _ _ Hang [A#] from your lips, [B] stare out on the _ gallows [F#] of _ heartache that hang from [E] above. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ And _ [E] _ _
_ [B] _ _ I'll [G#m] be [E] _
_ your crying _ shoulder.
_ [B] _ _ I'll be [Em] _
[F#] love's suicide.
[E] _ _ _ [D] _
[B] And _ _ I'll be _
[E] _ better when I'm older. _
[B] _ _ _ I'll be [F#] the _ greatest [E] _ fan of [B] your life. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And [G] then [G#m] I dropped out, [G#] burned up, [B] fought my way back from [E] the dead. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G#m] _
Zoomed in, turned [F#] on, _ remember the thing that [E] you, _ _ you said. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I'll _ [G#m] _ _ [E] _ be your crying _ shoulder.
_ [B] _ _
_ I'll be _ _ [A#] love's [F#] suicide.
[E] _ _ _ And [B] _
_ _ I'll be [E] _ _
better when I'm older. _ _
_ I'll be _ _ [F#] the greatest [E] _ _ fan of [B] your _ life.
_ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] The greatest [G#m] _ fan of your [B] _ _ life. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [F#] _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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