Chords for Gretchen Peters - "Guadalupe"

Tempo:
121.85 bpm
Chords used:

Bb

Cm

F

Eb

Am

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Gretchen Peters - "Guadalupe" chords
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[Eb] [Bb]
There are ghosts out in the rain,
[G] And I [Cm]
have given [F] up without a fight.
Another blind fool [Bb] on her knee.
All the gods that I've abandoned
Begin to speak in a simple [Cm] tongue.
Suddenly I've [F] come to know
There are no roads left to run.
It's the hour of dawn's bargain.
That's what the old ones [Cm] used to say.
It's first light [F] or it's sundown
Before the children [Bb] cease their play.
When the mountains glow like a mish of the wild,
And turn gray like a [Cm] Spanish home,
Ten thousand [F] eyes will stop and [Am]
turn away
From the land [Bb] they've been.
She is reaching out [Eb] her voice [Eb] to God.
Yes, my poverty [Bb] is real.
I pray roses shall [Cm] rain down again.
[F] For what I lived I'll [Bb] never again.
And to him I doubt [Eb] these mysteries.
Cured in centuries [Bb] of blood and cable smoke.
I am the least of all [Cm] your pilgrims.
[F] But I am most in [Bb] need of hope.
[Cm]
[F] [A] [Am]
[Bb]
She appeared and wandered.
She left her image on [Cm] this gate.
Five hundred [F] years of sin
Cannot destroy their [Bb] deepest fate.
So here I am, your ragged desp' in the air.
Doubting Thomas [Cm] Stroud
As I watch your [F] church sink further.
Like a heart [Bb] worn down with real fear.
[Bb]
She is reaching out [Eb] her arms to me.
Yes, my poverty [Bb] is real.
I pray roses shall rain [Cm] down again.
[C] [Cm] [F]
For what I lived I'll [Bb] never again.
[Bb] And to him I doubt [Eb] these mysteries.
Cured in centuries [Bb] of blood and cable smoke.
I am the least of all [Cm] your pilgrims.
[F] But I am most [Bb] in need of hope.
I am the least of all [Cm] your pilgrims.
[F] But I am most [Bb] in need of hope.
[Eb] [Bb]
[N]
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Cm
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F
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Eb
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Am
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Bb
12341111
Cm
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F
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_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ There are ghosts out in the rain, _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] And _ _ I [Cm] _
_ _ _ _ _ have given _ _ [F] up without a fight. _ _
_ _ _ Another blind fool [Bb] on her knee. _ _ _ _
_ _ All the gods that I've abandoned
_ _ _ _ Begin _ _ _ to speak in a simple [Cm] _ tongue. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Suddenly I've [F] come to know
_ _ _ _ There _ are no roads left to run.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's the hour of dawn's bargain. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
That's what the old ones [Cm] used to say. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's first light [F] or it's sundown _
_ Before _ _ _ the children [Bb] cease their play. _
_ _ _ _ _ When the mountains glow like a mish of the wild, _
_ _ _ _ And turn gray like a [Cm] Spanish home, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Ten thousand [F] eyes will stop and _ [Am] _
_ turn _ _ away
From the land [Bb] they've been. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ She is reaching out [Eb] her voice [Eb] to God. _
_ _ _ _ Yes, my poverty [Bb] _ is real. _ _ _
_ _ _ I pray roses shall [Cm] rain down again. _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ For what I lived I'll [Bb] never again.
And _ _ _ _ _ to him I doubt [Eb] these _ mysteries. _ _
_ _ _ Cured in centuries [Bb] of blood and cable smoke.
_ _ I am the least of all [Cm] your _ _ pilgrims. _ _
_ [F] _ _ But I am most in [Bb] need of hope. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ She _ appeared and wandered. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ She left her image on [Cm] this gate. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Five hundred _ [F] years of sin _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Cannot destroy their [Bb] deepest fate. _ _ _ _ _ _
So here I am, your ragged desp' in the air. _ _ _ _ _
_ Doubting Thomas [Cm] Stroud _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
As I watch your [F] church sink further.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Like a heart [Bb] worn down with real fear.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
She is reaching out [Eb] her arms to me. _ _ _ _
Yes, my _ poverty [Bb] is _ _ real.
_ _ _ I pray roses shall rain [Cm] down again.
[C] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] _
For what I lived I'll [Bb] never again. _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ And to him I doubt [Eb] these mysteries.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Cured in centuries [Bb] of blood _ and cable _ smoke.
I am the least of all [Cm] your _ pilgrims.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ But I am most [Bb] in need of hope. _
_ _ I _ _ am the least of all [Cm] your _ _ pilgrims.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ But I am most [Bb] in need _ _ of hope. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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