Chords for Into the Mystic
Tempo:
81.4 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Bb
Ab
Gm
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm] [Eb]
We were born before the wind, [Ab] [Eb] also younger than the sun.
[Bb] Hear that funny boat was worn as we sail [Eb] into the misty air.
[Ab] Hark now, hear the [Eb] sailors cry.
Smell the sea and feel the sky.
[Bb] Let your soul and spirit fly into [Eb] the misty air.
[Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, [Eb] I'll be coming home.
[Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, I [Bb] want to hear it.
I don't have to fear it and [Eb] I want to rock your gypsy [Cm] soul.
[Eb] Just like way back in the days of old, [Bb] and magnificently we'll
fall into [Eb] the misty air.
[Bb]
[Eb]
[Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, [Eb] you know I will be coming home.
[Gm] [Ab] When that foghorn whistle blows, [Bb] I gotta hear it.
I don't have to [Eb] fear it.
I want to rock your gypsy soul.
Just like way back in the days of old, [Bb] and together we will
fall [Eb] into the misty air.
Come on girl,
[Bb]
[Eb]
it's too late to stop [Bb] now.
[Eb]
We were born before the wind, [Ab] [Eb] also younger than the sun.
[Bb] Hear that funny boat was worn as we sail [Eb] into the misty air.
[Ab] Hark now, hear the [Eb] sailors cry.
Smell the sea and feel the sky.
[Bb] Let your soul and spirit fly into [Eb] the misty air.
[Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, [Eb] I'll be coming home.
[Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, I [Bb] want to hear it.
I don't have to fear it and [Eb] I want to rock your gypsy [Cm] soul.
[Eb] Just like way back in the days of old, [Bb] and magnificently we'll
fall into [Eb] the misty air.
[Bb]
[Eb]
[Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, [Eb] you know I will be coming home.
[Gm] [Ab] When that foghorn whistle blows, [Bb] I gotta hear it.
I don't have to [Eb] fear it.
I want to rock your gypsy soul.
Just like way back in the days of old, [Bb] and together we will
fall [Eb] into the misty air.
Come on girl,
[Bb]
[Eb]
it's too late to stop [Bb] now.
[Eb]
Key:
Eb
Bb
Ab
Gm
Fm
Eb
Bb
Ab
_ [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We were born before the wind, [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ also younger than the sun.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ Hear that funny boat was worn as we sail [Eb] into the misty air. _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] Hark now, hear the [Eb] sailors cry.
_ _ _ Smell the sea and feel the sky.
[Bb] _ _ Let your soul and spirit fly into [Eb] the misty air. _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ When that [Ab] foghorn blows, _ [Eb] I'll be coming home. _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, I [Bb] want to hear it.
I _ don't have to fear it and [Eb] I want to rock your gypsy [Cm] soul.
[Eb] _ _ Just like way back in the days of old, _ [Bb] _ _ and magnificently we'll
fall into [Eb] the misty air. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ When that [Ab] foghorn blows, _ [Eb] _ you know I will be coming _ home.
[Gm] _ _ _ [Ab] When that foghorn whistle blows, [Bb] I gotta hear it.
I don't have to [Eb] fear it.
I want to rock your gypsy soul.
_ _ Just like way back in the days of old, [Bb] _ _ _ and together we will
fall [Eb] into the misty air. _
Come on girl, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
it's too late to stop [Bb] now. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We were born before the wind, [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ also younger than the sun.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ Hear that funny boat was worn as we sail [Eb] into the misty air. _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] Hark now, hear the [Eb] sailors cry.
_ _ _ Smell the sea and feel the sky.
[Bb] _ _ Let your soul and spirit fly into [Eb] the misty air. _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ When that [Ab] foghorn blows, _ [Eb] I'll be coming home. _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] When that [Ab] foghorn blows, I [Bb] want to hear it.
I _ don't have to fear it and [Eb] I want to rock your gypsy [Cm] soul.
[Eb] _ _ Just like way back in the days of old, _ [Bb] _ _ and magnificently we'll
fall into [Eb] the misty air. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ When that [Ab] foghorn blows, _ [Eb] _ you know I will be coming _ home.
[Gm] _ _ _ [Ab] When that foghorn whistle blows, [Bb] I gotta hear it.
I don't have to [Eb] fear it.
I want to rock your gypsy soul.
_ _ Just like way back in the days of old, [Bb] _ _ _ and together we will
fall [Eb] into the misty air. _
Come on girl, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
it's too late to stop [Bb] now. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _