Chords for Jamie T - Here's Ya Getaway |b sides|
Tempo:
70.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
E
Em
F#
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [G] I'm a real slob.
I'm a real slob.
[E] My man looks like the old shaking Stevens.
He says I resemble like the old Stetson.
He sits down slow, but quick to slip up the blow.
Reminisce about beans and how we used to grow.
And the good man says, bloody feel like leaving.
But he's lean again, forgotten what I already know.
Made enough money shotting Bobby Mills and Poe.
But [Em] he's spaying up all quick, sniffing up on [G] the blow.
[B] [G]
[F#m] [B] [G] Art for your plane, [F#m] no smoking on the night [E] bus.
No shit homes with your big boy Sherlock.
[G] The man got chicken [F#] pox at 23.
[E] If you go down the docks, you better take all of your [G] money.
It ain't no donny, [F#] it's a toilet.
Great [E] granddaddy got sent in there, so go back home.
[G] Stop clogging up pubs [F#] with your bullshit talking.
[B] And the night buses are complaining at us.
[G] People call us right wing, [D] but we're pretty fucking liberal.
[Am] I shit you not, because we're all pretty equal.
[G] And yes Jay, I [F#] agree the first product is [Em] much better than the sequel.
[C] No question, the second [G] one's feeble.
Kids [D] from skids are coughing up [Am] dust.
Yeah I wait in line, I cost a muff.
[C] And man I buy a chain broke [F#] and I not too much lust.
[C] And people's always staring at us, trying to cuff [G] us.
You [F#m] should get away.
[E] [Am] I ain't gonna [G] try to cry.
I [F#] ain't no smoking on the [E] night bus.
[G] That's all [F#] I must say.
Kids [E] from skids are coughing up dust.
Sad [G] to see you cut the ties.
[F#] But man's got [Em] bloody fear like [C] me.
[G] In these cities, hard to see the stars overhead can see the moon.
Though the street light turns it blood red.
The star symbolizes the cuts we bled.
The mouth got fed the whining alleys that we tread.
The moon march [D] meager representing the dead.
[E] Who lie in the sewers on the soldier's street.
[G] They snore as you watch [Bm] while you're asleep, lay on the street.
[Em] Put your ears to the chain, you can hear them weep.
[G] So we'll try to buy it, I can read the side of [A] you.
You should get away.
You should get away.
[C] You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [G] the fire bright.
I see [E] you there.
[Am] You should get [E] away.
[A] You should get away.
[C] I'll take my ticket out of this [G] tower.
You should get [Em] away.
You [Bm] should get away.
You should get away.
[C] I should turn up in East [G] Australia.
I'm getting so far [Em] in this city.
You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [A] the fire bright.
I should [C] turn up in East Australia.
I should [G] turn up in East Australia.
My ears are gonna [G] wear the fire bright.
You should get away.
[Em]
I [G] ain't gonna try to cry.
[Em]
[G] But I must say.
[Em]
It's hard to [G] stay in contact.
[F#m] [Em]
[Gm] I'll see [G] you later.
[B] [C#]
I'm a real slob.
[E] My man looks like the old shaking Stevens.
He says I resemble like the old Stetson.
He sits down slow, but quick to slip up the blow.
Reminisce about beans and how we used to grow.
And the good man says, bloody feel like leaving.
But he's lean again, forgotten what I already know.
Made enough money shotting Bobby Mills and Poe.
But [Em] he's spaying up all quick, sniffing up on [G] the blow.
[B] [G]
[F#m] [B] [G] Art for your plane, [F#m] no smoking on the night [E] bus.
No shit homes with your big boy Sherlock.
[G] The man got chicken [F#] pox at 23.
[E] If you go down the docks, you better take all of your [G] money.
It ain't no donny, [F#] it's a toilet.
Great [E] granddaddy got sent in there, so go back home.
[G] Stop clogging up pubs [F#] with your bullshit talking.
[B] And the night buses are complaining at us.
[G] People call us right wing, [D] but we're pretty fucking liberal.
[Am] I shit you not, because we're all pretty equal.
[G] And yes Jay, I [F#] agree the first product is [Em] much better than the sequel.
[C] No question, the second [G] one's feeble.
Kids [D] from skids are coughing up [Am] dust.
Yeah I wait in line, I cost a muff.
[C] And man I buy a chain broke [F#] and I not too much lust.
[C] And people's always staring at us, trying to cuff [G] us.
You [F#m] should get away.
[E] [Am] I ain't gonna [G] try to cry.
I [F#] ain't no smoking on the [E] night bus.
[G] That's all [F#] I must say.
Kids [E] from skids are coughing up dust.
Sad [G] to see you cut the ties.
[F#] But man's got [Em] bloody fear like [C] me.
[G] In these cities, hard to see the stars overhead can see the moon.
Though the street light turns it blood red.
The star symbolizes the cuts we bled.
The mouth got fed the whining alleys that we tread.
The moon march [D] meager representing the dead.
[E] Who lie in the sewers on the soldier's street.
[G] They snore as you watch [Bm] while you're asleep, lay on the street.
[Em] Put your ears to the chain, you can hear them weep.
[G] So we'll try to buy it, I can read the side of [A] you.
You should get away.
You should get away.
[C] You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [G] the fire bright.
I see [E] you there.
[Am] You should get [E] away.
[A] You should get away.
[C] I'll take my ticket out of this [G] tower.
You should get [Em] away.
You [Bm] should get away.
You should get away.
[C] I should turn up in East [G] Australia.
I'm getting so far [Em] in this city.
You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [A] the fire bright.
I should [C] turn up in East Australia.
I should [G] turn up in East Australia.
My ears are gonna [G] wear the fire bright.
You should get away.
[Em]
I [G] ain't gonna try to cry.
[Em]
[G] But I must say.
[Em]
It's hard to [G] stay in contact.
[F#m] [Em]
[Gm] I'll see [G] you later.
[B] [C#]
Key:
G
E
Em
F#
C
G
E
Em
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] I'm a real slob.
_ _ _ I'm a real slob.
[E] _ _ My man looks like the old shaking Stevens.
He says I resemble like the old Stetson.
He sits down slow, but quick to slip up the blow.
Reminisce about beans and how we used to grow.
And the good man says, bloody feel like leaving.
But he's lean again, forgotten what I already know.
Made enough money shotting Bobby Mills and Poe.
But [Em] he's spaying up all quick, sniffing up on [G] the blow. _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[F#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [G] Art for your plane, [F#m] no smoking on the night [E] bus.
No shit homes with your big boy Sherlock.
[G] The man got chicken [F#] pox at 23.
[E] If you go down the docks, you better take all of your [G] money.
It ain't no donny, [F#] it's a toilet.
Great [E] granddaddy got sent in there, so go back home.
[G] Stop clogging up pubs [F#] with your bullshit talking.
[B] And the night buses are complaining at us.
[G] People call us right wing, [D] but we're pretty fucking liberal.
[Am] I shit you not, because we're all pretty equal.
[G] And yes Jay, I [F#] agree the first product is [Em] much better than the sequel.
[C] No question, the second [G] one's feeble.
Kids [D] from skids are coughing up [Am] dust.
Yeah I wait in line, I cost a muff.
[C] And man I buy a chain broke [F#] and I not too much lust.
[C] And people's always staring at us, trying to cuff [G] us.
You [F#m] should get away.
[E] _ [Am] I ain't gonna [G] try to cry.
I [F#] ain't no smoking on the [E] night bus.
_ _ _ [G] That's all [F#] I must say.
Kids [E] from skids are coughing up dust.
Sad [G] to see you cut the ties.
[F#] But man's got [Em] bloody fear like [C] me.
[G] In these cities, hard to see the stars overhead can see the moon.
Though the street light turns it blood red.
The star symbolizes the cuts we bled.
The mouth got fed the whining alleys that we tread.
The moon march [D] meager representing the dead.
[E] Who lie in the sewers on the soldier's street.
[G] They snore as you watch [Bm] while you're asleep, lay on the street.
[Em] Put your ears to the chain, you can hear them weep.
[G] So we'll try to buy it, I can read the side of [A] you.
You should get away.
You should get away.
[C] You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [G] the fire bright.
I see [E] you there.
[Am] You should get [E] away.
[A] You should get away.
[C] I'll take my ticket out of this [G] tower.
You should get [Em] away.
You [Bm] should get away.
You should get away.
[C] I should turn up in East [G] Australia.
I'm getting so far [Em] in this city.
You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [A] the fire bright.
I should [C] turn up in East Australia.
I should [G] turn up in East Australia. _
My ears are gonna [G] wear the fire bright.
You should get away.
[Em] _
I [G] ain't gonna try to cry.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ But I must say.
[Em] _
It's hard to [G] stay in contact.
[F#m] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ I'll see [G] you later. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm a real slob.
[E] _ _ My man looks like the old shaking Stevens.
He says I resemble like the old Stetson.
He sits down slow, but quick to slip up the blow.
Reminisce about beans and how we used to grow.
And the good man says, bloody feel like leaving.
But he's lean again, forgotten what I already know.
Made enough money shotting Bobby Mills and Poe.
But [Em] he's spaying up all quick, sniffing up on [G] the blow. _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[F#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [G] Art for your plane, [F#m] no smoking on the night [E] bus.
No shit homes with your big boy Sherlock.
[G] The man got chicken [F#] pox at 23.
[E] If you go down the docks, you better take all of your [G] money.
It ain't no donny, [F#] it's a toilet.
Great [E] granddaddy got sent in there, so go back home.
[G] Stop clogging up pubs [F#] with your bullshit talking.
[B] And the night buses are complaining at us.
[G] People call us right wing, [D] but we're pretty fucking liberal.
[Am] I shit you not, because we're all pretty equal.
[G] And yes Jay, I [F#] agree the first product is [Em] much better than the sequel.
[C] No question, the second [G] one's feeble.
Kids [D] from skids are coughing up [Am] dust.
Yeah I wait in line, I cost a muff.
[C] And man I buy a chain broke [F#] and I not too much lust.
[C] And people's always staring at us, trying to cuff [G] us.
You [F#m] should get away.
[E] _ [Am] I ain't gonna [G] try to cry.
I [F#] ain't no smoking on the [E] night bus.
_ _ _ [G] That's all [F#] I must say.
Kids [E] from skids are coughing up dust.
Sad [G] to see you cut the ties.
[F#] But man's got [Em] bloody fear like [C] me.
[G] In these cities, hard to see the stars overhead can see the moon.
Though the street light turns it blood red.
The star symbolizes the cuts we bled.
The mouth got fed the whining alleys that we tread.
The moon march [D] meager representing the dead.
[E] Who lie in the sewers on the soldier's street.
[G] They snore as you watch [Bm] while you're asleep, lay on the street.
[Em] Put your ears to the chain, you can hear them weep.
[G] So we'll try to buy it, I can read the side of [A] you.
You should get away.
You should get away.
[C] You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [G] the fire bright.
I see [E] you there.
[Am] You should get [E] away.
[A] You should get away.
[C] I'll take my ticket out of this [G] tower.
You should get [Em] away.
You [Bm] should get away.
You should get away.
[C] I should turn up in East [G] Australia.
I'm getting so far [Em] in this city.
You should get away.
My ears are gonna wear [A] the fire bright.
I should [C] turn up in East Australia.
I should [G] turn up in East Australia. _
My ears are gonna [G] wear the fire bright.
You should get away.
[Em] _
I [G] ain't gonna try to cry.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ But I must say.
[Em] _
It's hard to [G] stay in contact.
[F#m] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ I'll see [G] you later. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _