Chords for Jack Cookson - Thistles
Tempo:
91.75 bpm
Chords used:
D
Bm
A
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm]
[A] [D]
[Bm] [A] [D] Well [G]
the morning is short, morning is exposed, in the morning I awake with my pillowcase stained red.
Next time I'll just put [G] myself in the washing [D] machine [A] for a consortium baptism at [D] thirty,
maybe forty degrees.
Because after all I'm a citizen [G] of Europe's congestion [D] capital, but I [Bm] can weave between
[D] those cars [G] on a diamond back [D] Sorenso.
When I left Plymouth I watched those hills slowly turn to flames, [Bm] as I crawled up the
south [A] west base of [G] this island [D] I call Malaise.
I've [A] been chewed up by a spot [G] zone, by [Bm] a vain [D] moth called Bristol.
I've landed in a thicket somewhere far away, and [Bm] I'm still [A] picking out
[D] thistles, oh [Bm] I'm
still picking [A] out [D] thistles.
[G] By [D] the afternoon I'm feeling some sunny spells of calm, for [Bm] I've walked my [A] back door into
[G] a thick holster [D] and slumber, so we can go walking that field we [G] always thought would
be [D] nice to go walking [Bm] on.
We saw it from [D] the window of a first grade western train.
You've been chewed up by [G] a spot zone, [Bm] by a vain [A] moth [D] called Bristol.
[A] You're next to me in a thicket [D] somewhere far away, and [Bm] you're still [A] picking out [D] thistles,
[G] oh [Bm] I'm still [E] picking out thistles too.
[Bm]
[A] [D] [Bm]
[A] [G] [D]
[Bm] [A] [D] [G]
[A] [D]
Swift nothing [A] in this life moves us quite so much, as [Bm] music and misery.
[G] Let's marry [D] the two by moonlight, and self [Bm] indulgently sing our songs to sleep.
[D]
[A] We've been chewed up by a [G] spot zone, [Bm] by a vain [D] moth called Bristol.
[A] I've landed in a thicket [G] somewhere far away, [Bm] and we're still [D] picking out [G] thistles, oh [Bm] we
are still picking [D] out thistles, oh I'm still [D] picking out [G] thistles, oh I'm [Bm] still picking out [G] thistles.
[D] [A] [Bm]
[N]
[A] [D]
[Bm] [A] [D] Well [G]
the morning is short, morning is exposed, in the morning I awake with my pillowcase stained red.
Next time I'll just put [G] myself in the washing [D] machine [A] for a consortium baptism at [D] thirty,
maybe forty degrees.
Because after all I'm a citizen [G] of Europe's congestion [D] capital, but I [Bm] can weave between
[D] those cars [G] on a diamond back [D] Sorenso.
When I left Plymouth I watched those hills slowly turn to flames, [Bm] as I crawled up the
south [A] west base of [G] this island [D] I call Malaise.
I've [A] been chewed up by a spot [G] zone, by [Bm] a vain [D] moth called Bristol.
I've landed in a thicket somewhere far away, and [Bm] I'm still [A] picking out
[D] thistles, oh [Bm] I'm
still picking [A] out [D] thistles.
[G] By [D] the afternoon I'm feeling some sunny spells of calm, for [Bm] I've walked my [A] back door into
[G] a thick holster [D] and slumber, so we can go walking that field we [G] always thought would
be [D] nice to go walking [Bm] on.
We saw it from [D] the window of a first grade western train.
You've been chewed up by [G] a spot zone, [Bm] by a vain [A] moth [D] called Bristol.
[A] You're next to me in a thicket [D] somewhere far away, and [Bm] you're still [A] picking out [D] thistles,
[G] oh [Bm] I'm still [E] picking out thistles too.
[Bm]
[A] [D] [Bm]
[A] [G] [D]
[Bm] [A] [D] [G]
[A] [D]
Swift nothing [A] in this life moves us quite so much, as [Bm] music and misery.
[G] Let's marry [D] the two by moonlight, and self [Bm] indulgently sing our songs to sleep.
[D]
[A] We've been chewed up by a [G] spot zone, [Bm] by a vain [D] moth called Bristol.
[A] I've landed in a thicket [G] somewhere far away, [Bm] and we're still [D] picking out [G] thistles, oh [Bm] we
are still picking [D] out thistles, oh I'm still [D] picking out [G] thistles, oh I'm [Bm] still picking out [G] thistles.
[D] [A] [Bm]
[N]
Key:
D
Bm
A
G
E
D
Bm
A
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] Well [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ the morning is short, morning is exposed, in the morning I awake with my pillowcase stained red.
Next time I'll just put [G] myself in the washing [D] machine [A] for a consortium baptism at [D] thirty,
maybe forty degrees. _ _ _
_ _ _ Because after all I'm a citizen [G] of Europe's congestion [D] capital, but I [Bm] can weave between
[D] those cars [G] on a diamond back [D] Sorenso.
When I left Plymouth I watched those hills slowly turn to flames, [Bm] as I crawled up the
south [A] west base of [G] this island [D] I call Malaise.
I've [A] been chewed up by a spot [G] zone, by [Bm] a vain [D] moth called Bristol.
_ I've landed in a thicket somewhere far away, and [Bm] I'm still [A] picking out _
[D] thistles, oh [Bm] I'm
still picking [A] out [D] thistles.
_ _ _ _ [G] By [D] the afternoon I'm feeling some sunny spells of calm, for [Bm] I've walked my [A] back door into
[G] a thick holster [D] and slumber, so we can go walking that field we [G] always thought would
be [D] nice to go walking [Bm] on.
We saw it from [D] the window of a first grade western train.
You've been chewed up by [G] a spot zone, _ [Bm] by a vain [A] moth [D] called Bristol. _
[A] You're next to me in a thicket [D] somewhere far away, and [Bm] you're still [A] picking out [D] thistles,
[G] oh [Bm] I'm still [E] picking out thistles too.
_ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Swift nothing [A] in this life moves us quite so much, as [Bm] music and misery. _
_ [G] Let's marry [D] the two by moonlight, and self [Bm] indulgently sing our songs to sleep.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] We've been chewed up by a [G] spot zone, [Bm] by a vain [D] moth called Bristol. _ _
[A] I've landed in a thicket [G] somewhere far away, [Bm] and we're still [D] picking out _ [G] thistles, oh [Bm] we
are still picking [D] out thistles, oh I'm still [D] picking out _ [G] thistles, oh I'm [Bm] still picking out [G] _ thistles.
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] Well [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ the morning is short, morning is exposed, in the morning I awake with my pillowcase stained red.
Next time I'll just put [G] myself in the washing [D] machine [A] for a consortium baptism at [D] thirty,
maybe forty degrees. _ _ _
_ _ _ Because after all I'm a citizen [G] of Europe's congestion [D] capital, but I [Bm] can weave between
[D] those cars [G] on a diamond back [D] Sorenso.
When I left Plymouth I watched those hills slowly turn to flames, [Bm] as I crawled up the
south [A] west base of [G] this island [D] I call Malaise.
I've [A] been chewed up by a spot [G] zone, by [Bm] a vain [D] moth called Bristol.
_ I've landed in a thicket somewhere far away, and [Bm] I'm still [A] picking out _
[D] thistles, oh [Bm] I'm
still picking [A] out [D] thistles.
_ _ _ _ [G] By [D] the afternoon I'm feeling some sunny spells of calm, for [Bm] I've walked my [A] back door into
[G] a thick holster [D] and slumber, so we can go walking that field we [G] always thought would
be [D] nice to go walking [Bm] on.
We saw it from [D] the window of a first grade western train.
You've been chewed up by [G] a spot zone, _ [Bm] by a vain [A] moth [D] called Bristol. _
[A] You're next to me in a thicket [D] somewhere far away, and [Bm] you're still [A] picking out [D] thistles,
[G] oh [Bm] I'm still [E] picking out thistles too.
_ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Swift nothing [A] in this life moves us quite so much, as [Bm] music and misery. _
_ [G] Let's marry [D] the two by moonlight, and self [Bm] indulgently sing our songs to sleep.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] We've been chewed up by a [G] spot zone, [Bm] by a vain [D] moth called Bristol. _ _
[A] I've landed in a thicket [G] somewhere far away, [Bm] and we're still [D] picking out _ [G] thistles, oh [Bm] we
are still picking [D] out thistles, oh I'm still [D] picking out _ [G] thistles, oh I'm [Bm] still picking out [G] _ thistles.
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _