Chords for Houndmouth - Sedona (Lyrics)
Tempo:
69.75 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ab]
[Eb] The red sandstone it [Ab] fell,
[Eb] right smack on top of Sedona [Ab] and Arabel.
[Eb] John Ford said, won't you hop on into the stage, coach baby, gonna take you for a spin.
[Ab] Oh, whoa, [Bb] whoa, whoa.
[Eb] Well, hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] [Ab] Saturday night, [Eb] kinda pink.
With a blacklist and [Ab] its hosts.
[Eb] You came down so swift, and you drove them [Ab] to the coast.
[Eb] We're going California, but we're all out.
I guess that's better than a grave and a heart, [Ab] so whoa.
[Bb] Whoa, whoa.
[Eb] Hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, you're [Bb] gone, bud.
You're not [Eb] forgot, you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And [Eb] I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] [Ab] Saturday [Bb] night, [Eb] kinda pink.
The devil's in [Ab] that rust.
[Eb]
The duct tape makes [Ab] you push.
[Eb] Hey, there, Sedona, let me cut you a deal.
I'm a little hungover, and I'm here to steal [Ab] your soul.
Whoa, [Bb] whoa.
[Eb] Hey, little [Ab] Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, [Ab] but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the [Eb] plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] So bright and pink.
[Ab] Saturday [Bb]
night, [Eb] kinda pink.
[Ab] [Eb] [D]
[Eb] The red sandstone it [Ab] fell,
[Eb] right smack on top of Sedona [Ab] and Arabel.
[Eb] John Ford said, won't you hop on into the stage, coach baby, gonna take you for a spin.
[Ab] Oh, whoa, [Bb] whoa, whoa.
[Eb] Well, hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] [Ab] Saturday night, [Eb] kinda pink.
With a blacklist and [Ab] its hosts.
[Eb] You came down so swift, and you drove them [Ab] to the coast.
[Eb] We're going California, but we're all out.
I guess that's better than a grave and a heart, [Ab] so whoa.
[Bb] Whoa, whoa.
[Eb] Hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, you're [Bb] gone, bud.
You're not [Eb] forgot, you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And [Eb] I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] [Ab] Saturday [Bb] night, [Eb] kinda pink.
The devil's in [Ab] that rust.
[Eb]
The duct tape makes [Ab] you push.
[Eb] Hey, there, Sedona, let me cut you a deal.
I'm a little hungover, and I'm here to steal [Ab] your soul.
Whoa, [Bb] whoa.
[Eb] Hey, little [Ab] Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, [Ab] but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the [Eb] plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] So bright and pink.
[Ab] Saturday [Bb]
night, [Eb] kinda pink.
[Ab] [Eb] [D]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Bb
D
Eb
Ab
Bb
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ The red sandstone it [Ab] fell, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] right smack on top of _ Sedona [Ab] and Arabel. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] John Ford said, won't you hop on into the stage, coach baby, gonna take you for a spin.
[Ab] Oh, whoa, _ [Bb] whoa, whoa.
_ [Eb] Well, hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] Saturday night, [Eb] kinda pink. _ _ _ _
With a blacklist and [Ab] its hosts. _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] You came down so swift, _ and you drove them [Ab] to the coast. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] We're going California, but we're all out.
I guess that's better than a grave and a heart, [Ab] so whoa.
_ _ [Bb] Whoa, whoa.
_ _ [Eb] Hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, you're [Bb] gone, bud.
You're not [Eb] forgot, you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And [Eb] I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] Saturday [Bb] night, [Eb] kinda pink. _ _ _
The devil's in [Ab] that rust. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
The duct tape makes [Ab] you push. _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] Hey, there, Sedona, let me cut you a deal.
I'm a little hungover, and I'm here to steal [Ab] your soul.
_ Whoa, [Bb] whoa. _
_ _ [Eb] Hey, little [Ab] Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, [Ab] but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the [Eb] plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] So bright and pink.
_ [Ab] Saturday [Bb]
night, [Eb] kinda pink. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ The red sandstone it [Ab] fell, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] right smack on top of _ Sedona [Ab] and Arabel. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] John Ford said, won't you hop on into the stage, coach baby, gonna take you for a spin.
[Ab] Oh, whoa, _ [Bb] whoa, whoa.
_ [Eb] Well, hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] Saturday night, [Eb] kinda pink. _ _ _ _
With a blacklist and [Ab] its hosts. _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] You came down so swift, _ and you drove them [Ab] to the coast. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] We're going California, but we're all out.
I guess that's better than a grave and a heart, [Ab] so whoa.
_ _ [Bb] Whoa, whoa.
_ _ [Eb] Hey, [Ab] little Hollywood, you're [Bb] gone, bud.
You're not [Eb] forgot, you got cash, but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the plot.
And [Eb] I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] Saturday [Bb] night, [Eb] kinda pink. _ _ _
The devil's in [Ab] that rust. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
The duct tape makes [Ab] you push. _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] Hey, there, Sedona, let me cut you a deal.
I'm a little hungover, and I'm here to steal [Ab] your soul.
_ Whoa, [Bb] whoa. _
_ _ [Eb] Hey, little [Ab] Hollywood, [Bb] you're gone, bud.
You're not forgot, [Eb] you got cash, [Ab] but your credit's no [Bb] good.
You flipped the script and you shot the [Eb] plot.
And I remember, I remember [Ab] when the neon used [Bb] to burn so bright and pink.
[Eb] So bright and pink.
_ [Ab] Saturday [Bb]
night, [Eb] kinda pink. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [D] _