Chords for Guy Clark - Virginia's Reel
Tempo:
100.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Am
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[C] Now [D] dance to the [Am] middle, let the [G] young girls fiddle and you ain't got nothing to lose.
Now the man writes, you can play it all [A] night, you can [G] fiddle off the bottom of his shoes.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[Em] Now [D] promenade [Am] down to the [G] loathsome [A] sound of a [G] whippoorwill in the night.
[C] [D] Splashy [C] back, look [G] at old Matt Jack, looking everything the same.
[C] He says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [C] in the [D] air.
[G]
[C]
[G] Now banjo billy stops, stops [Dm] still as the [G] notes come a rolling by.
And it [C] fills his ears, his [G] knees, his [C] fears, and a [G] tear comes to his eye.
He [C] says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[Gm] Now the [Am] old string bass, he lost his place in his arms, he fell [D] like [G] steel.
[Em] And the [D] guitar [C] man dropped [Bm] both his [Am] hands and he [G] swore it was not real.
[C] He says, oh [Bm] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [Em] in the air.
[Am] [G]
[C] [D] [G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
[Em] Now it's [D] golden [C] strings [G] on eagle's wings to the calling of the squares.
And there's fiddle [C] tunes, and [Bm] there's fiddle [Am] tunes, but [G] Virginia's splitting hairs.
[C] Oh [G] me, oh my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[Em] Now [D] she casts a [C] spell no [G] tongue can [Am] tell, [G] no prophet can reveal.
[C] [D] And quiet [C] as death, hold your breath, [G] she played Virginia's reel.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[C] And it's oh [G] me, oh my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [G] in the air.
[C] [G] [Am] [G] [C] [G]
[C] [D]
[C] [G] [C] [G]
[C] [G]
[C] Now [D] dance to the [Am] middle, let the [G] young girls fiddle and you ain't got nothing to lose.
Now the man writes, you can play it all [A] night, you can [G] fiddle off the bottom of his shoes.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[Em] Now [D] promenade [Am] down to the [G] loathsome [A] sound of a [G] whippoorwill in the night.
[C] [D] Splashy [C] back, look [G] at old Matt Jack, looking everything the same.
[C] He says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [C] in the [D] air.
[G]
[C]
[G] Now banjo billy stops, stops [Dm] still as the [G] notes come a rolling by.
And it [C] fills his ears, his [G] knees, his [C] fears, and a [G] tear comes to his eye.
He [C] says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[Gm] Now the [Am] old string bass, he lost his place in his arms, he fell [D] like [G] steel.
[Em] And the [D] guitar [C] man dropped [Bm] both his [Am] hands and he [G] swore it was not real.
[C] He says, oh [Bm] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [Em] in the air.
[Am] [G]
[C] [D] [G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
[Em] Now it's [D] golden [C] strings [G] on eagle's wings to the calling of the squares.
And there's fiddle [C] tunes, and [Bm] there's fiddle [Am] tunes, but [G] Virginia's splitting hairs.
[C] Oh [G] me, oh my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[Em] Now [D] she casts a [C] spell no [G] tongue can [Am] tell, [G] no prophet can reveal.
[C] [D] And quiet [C] as death, hold your breath, [G] she played Virginia's reel.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[C] And it's oh [G] me, oh my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [G] in the air.
[C] [G] [Am] [G] [C] [G]
[C] [D]
[C] [G] [C] [G]
[C] [G]
Key:
G
C
D
Am
Em
G
C
D
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] Now [D] dance to the [Am] middle, let the [G] young girls fiddle and you ain't got nothing to lose.
Now the man writes, you can play it all [A] night, you can [G] fiddle off the bottom of his shoes.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air. _
[Em] Now [D] promenade [Am] down to the [G] loathsome [A] sound of a [G] whippoorwill in the night.
[C] [D] Splashy [C] back, look [G] at old Matt Jack, looking everything the same.
[C] He says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [C] in the [D] air.
[G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ Now banjo billy stops, stops [Dm] still as the [G] notes come a rolling by.
And it [C] fills his ears, his [G] knees, his [C] fears, and a [G] tear comes to his eye.
He [C] says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
_ [Gm] Now the [Am] old string bass, he lost his place in his arms, he fell [D] like [G] steel.
[Em] And the [D] guitar [C] man dropped [Bm] both his [Am] hands and he [G] swore it was not real.
[C] He says, oh [Bm] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [Em] in the air.
_ [Am] _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Em] Now it's [D] golden [C] strings [G] on eagle's wings to the calling of the squares.
And there's fiddle [C] tunes, and [Bm] there's fiddle [Am] tunes, but [G] Virginia's splitting hairs.
[C] Oh [G] me, oh my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air. _
[Em] Now [D] she casts a [C] spell no [G] tongue can [Am] tell, [G] no prophet can reveal.
[C] [D] And quiet [C] as death, hold your breath, [G] she played Virginia's reel.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[C] And it's oh [G] me, oh my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [G] in the air.
[C] _ [G] _ [Am] _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _
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[C] _ [G] _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] Now [D] dance to the [Am] middle, let the [G] young girls fiddle and you ain't got nothing to lose.
Now the man writes, you can play it all [A] night, you can [G] fiddle off the bottom of his shoes.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air. _
[Em] Now [D] promenade [Am] down to the [G] loathsome [A] sound of a [G] whippoorwill in the night.
[C] [D] Splashy [C] back, look [G] at old Matt Jack, looking everything the same.
[C] He says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [C] in the [D] air.
[G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ Now banjo billy stops, stops [Dm] still as the [G] notes come a rolling by.
And it [C] fills his ears, his [G] knees, his [C] fears, and a [G] tear comes to his eye.
He [C] says, oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
_ [Gm] Now the [Am] old string bass, he lost his place in his arms, he fell [D] like [G] steel.
[Em] And the [D] guitar [C] man dropped [Bm] both his [Am] hands and he [G] swore it was not real.
[C] He says, oh [Bm] me, oh [G] my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [Em] in the air.
_ [Am] _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Em] Now it's [D] golden [C] strings [G] on eagle's wings to the calling of the squares.
And there's fiddle [C] tunes, and [Bm] there's fiddle [Am] tunes, but [G] Virginia's splitting hairs.
[C] Oh [G] me, oh my, how she [C] makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air. _
[Em] Now [D] she casts a [C] spell no [G] tongue can [Am] tell, [G] no prophet can reveal.
[C] [D] And quiet [C] as death, hold your breath, [G] she played Virginia's reel.
[C] Oh [D] me, oh [G] my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that music [G] in the air.
[C] And it's oh [G] me, oh my, how [C] she makes that forehead [G] fly, how she [D] hangs that crystal [G] in the air.
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