Chords for Flaming Ember - Westbound #9
Tempo:
61.2 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
B
G#m
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [C#m]
[C#] [F#] [C#]
[F#] We're going to leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the westbound [F#] number 9.
[G#m] Getting my [F#] ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m]
[F#] [D#m] Sitting on the bank of Holy Creek, [C#] down by the county [A#m] line.
[F#] I can hear the [D#m] sound of the hell-bound [C#] blazer hound.
He's howling right on time.
[F#] [D#m] Howling at the sound of the number 9 [C#] coming down the [A#m] line.
And [E] my mind catches a [B] ride on the [F#] westbound number [D#m] 9.
[E] And my mind [B] catches a ride on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[D#]
[F#] Catches the westbound number 9.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, my [G#m] peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m] Getting my ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna [B] leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m]
[F#] [D#m] My heart is with his moonshine [C#] prince.
Drinking Deacon Jones' bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Deacon Jones preaching about saving [C#] souls.
Yelling how the whole town is full [F#] of sin.
But like [D#m] Paul and all the [C#] rest, he tries to look out by this soon-to-lose [E] country.
And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[D#m]
[E] And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[D#m] My single shape could look me in the [C#] face.
As if I was nothing but [A#m] a [F#] pastor's steak.
Since that [D#m] night, heart came stumbling [C#] in.
Full of the Deacon's bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Swearing in a cussing that I wasn't no [C#] kid.
I had his name, but God [A#m] knows what it should [F#] have been.
Westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave this [F#] town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[G#m] Get [F#] my Deacon on the westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave [F#] this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all [G#m] I've got, my peace of mind, on the westbound number 9.
[N]
[C#] [F#] [C#]
[F#] We're going to leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the westbound [F#] number 9.
[G#m] Getting my [F#] ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m]
[F#] [D#m] Sitting on the bank of Holy Creek, [C#] down by the county [A#m] line.
[F#] I can hear the [D#m] sound of the hell-bound [C#] blazer hound.
He's howling right on time.
[F#] [D#m] Howling at the sound of the number 9 [C#] coming down the [A#m] line.
And [E] my mind catches a [B] ride on the [F#] westbound number [D#m] 9.
[E] And my mind [B] catches a ride on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[D#]
[F#] Catches the westbound number 9.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, my [G#m] peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m] Getting my ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna [B] leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m]
[F#] [D#m] My heart is with his moonshine [C#] prince.
Drinking Deacon Jones' bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Deacon Jones preaching about saving [C#] souls.
Yelling how the whole town is full [F#] of sin.
But like [D#m] Paul and all the [C#] rest, he tries to look out by this soon-to-lose [E] country.
And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[D#m]
[E] And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[D#m] My single shape could look me in the [C#] face.
As if I was nothing but [A#m] a [F#] pastor's steak.
Since that [D#m] night, heart came stumbling [C#] in.
Full of the Deacon's bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Swearing in a cussing that I wasn't no [C#] kid.
I had his name, but God [A#m] knows what it should [F#] have been.
Westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave this [F#] town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[G#m] Get [F#] my Deacon on the westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave [F#] this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all [G#m] I've got, my peace of mind, on the westbound number 9.
[N]
Key:
F#
C#
B
G#m
D#m
F#
C#
B
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ We're going to leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the westbound [F#] number 9.
[G#m] Getting my [F#] ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m] _ _
[F#] [D#m] Sitting on the bank of Holy Creek, [C#] down by the county [A#m] line.
[F#] I can hear the [D#m] sound of the hell-bound [C#] blazer hound.
He's howling right on time.
[F#] _ [D#m] Howling at the sound of the number 9 [C#] coming down the [A#m] line.
And [E] my mind catches a [B] ride on the [F#] westbound number [D#m] 9. _
[E] And my mind [B] catches a ride on the [F#] westbound number 9.
_ [D#]
[F#] Catches the westbound number 9.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, my [G#m] peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m] Getting my ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna [B] leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
_ [G#m] _
[F#] [D#m] My heart is with his moonshine [C#] prince.
Drinking Deacon Jones' bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Deacon Jones preaching about saving [C#] souls.
Yelling how the whole town is full [F#] of sin.
But like [D#m] Paul and all the [C#] rest, he tries to look out by this soon-to-lose [E] country.
And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[D#m] _
[E] And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9. _ _
[D#m] My single shape could look me in the [C#] face.
As if I was nothing but [A#m] a [F#] pastor's steak.
Since that [D#m] night, heart came stumbling [C#] in.
Full of the Deacon's bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Swearing in a cussing that I wasn't no [C#] kid.
I had his name, but God [A#m] knows what it should [F#] have been.
Westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave this [F#] town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[G#m] Get [F#] my Deacon on the westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave [F#] this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all [G#m] _ _ _ I've got, my peace of mind, on the westbound number 9.
[N] _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ We're going to leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the westbound [F#] number 9.
[G#m] Getting my [F#] ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna [F#] leave all I've got, my peace [G#m] of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m] _ _
[F#] [D#m] Sitting on the bank of Holy Creek, [C#] down by the county [A#m] line.
[F#] I can hear the [D#m] sound of the hell-bound [C#] blazer hound.
He's howling right on time.
[F#] _ [D#m] Howling at the sound of the number 9 [C#] coming down the [A#m] line.
And [E] my mind catches a [B] ride on the [F#] westbound number [D#m] 9. _
[E] And my mind [B] catches a ride on the [F#] westbound number 9.
_ [D#]
[F#] Catches the westbound number 9.
Gonna leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, my [G#m] peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
[G#m] Getting my ticket for the westbound number 10.
Gonna [B] leave this town, leave it by the hand.
Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on the [F#] westbound number 9.
_ [G#m] _
[F#] [D#m] My heart is with his moonshine [C#] prince.
Drinking Deacon Jones' bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Deacon Jones preaching about saving [C#] souls.
Yelling how the whole town is full [F#] of sin.
But like [D#m] Paul and all the [C#] rest, he tries to look out by this soon-to-lose [E] country.
And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[D#m] _
[E] And my [B] mind catches a ride on [F#] the westbound number 9. _ _
[D#m] My single shape could look me in the [C#] face.
As if I was nothing but [A#m] a [F#] pastor's steak.
Since that [D#m] night, heart came stumbling [C#] in.
Full of the Deacon's bastard [F#] gin.
[D#m] Swearing in a cussing that I wasn't no [C#] kid.
I had his name, but God [A#m] knows what it should [F#] have been.
Westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave this [F#] town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all I've got, [G#m] my peace of mind, on [F#] the westbound number 9.
[G#m] Get [F#] my Deacon on the westbound number 9.
[B] Gonna leave [F#] this town, leave it by the hand.
[B] Gonna leave all [G#m] _ _ _ I've got, my peace of mind, on the westbound number 9.
[N] _