Chords for Joe Jackson-Hometown(The Big World Tour,1986)
Tempo:
81.95 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[A] [Bm] [F#m] [G]
[A]
[Bm] [D]
[A] [D] [Bm] [D]
[A] Of all the stupid [G] things I [D] could have thought, this was the worst.
I started to [G] believe that [D] I was born at [A] 17.
[Bm] And all the stupid [C#] [D] things, the letters and the broken verse,
stayed hidden at [F#m] the [G] bottom of the drawer.
[A] They'd always be.
And now I [F#m] plow through piles of [D] bills, receipts, and credit cards,
and tickets, and [F#m] the daily news.
And sometimes I just [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
Back [Bm] to my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there.
[A] [Bm] [G]
[A] [A] [Bm] [D]
[A] We think we're pretty smart.
Our [D] city's slicker, it's getting round.
[A] And when the going's rough, [D] it kills the pain and it relocates.
We're [Bm] never married, never [D] faithful, not to any town.
[A] But we never leave the past [D] behind.
We just accumulate.
So sometimes when the music [G] stops, I seem to hear a [D] distant sound.
Of waves of seagulls, football [G] crowds, and church bells.
And I [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
[A] Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there.
[G]
[G] Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never [D] be the same.
[Bm] Back to my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so long, and [A] I'm wondering if it's [E] still there.
[A] [Bm] [D]
[A] [Bm] [D]
[B] [G]
[Dm]
[N]
[A] [Bm] [F#m] [G]
[A]
[Bm] [D]
[A] [D] [Bm] [D]
[A] Of all the stupid [G] things I [D] could have thought, this was the worst.
I started to [G] believe that [D] I was born at [A] 17.
[Bm] And all the stupid [C#] [D] things, the letters and the broken verse,
stayed hidden at [F#m] the [G] bottom of the drawer.
[A] They'd always be.
And now I [F#m] plow through piles of [D] bills, receipts, and credit cards,
and tickets, and [F#m] the daily news.
And sometimes I just [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
Back [Bm] to my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there.
[A] [Bm] [G]
[A] [A] [Bm] [D]
[A] We think we're pretty smart.
Our [D] city's slicker, it's getting round.
[A] And when the going's rough, [D] it kills the pain and it relocates.
We're [Bm] never married, never [D] faithful, not to any town.
[A] But we never leave the past [D] behind.
We just accumulate.
So sometimes when the music [G] stops, I seem to hear a [D] distant sound.
Of waves of seagulls, football [G] crowds, and church bells.
And I [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
[A] Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there.
[G]
[G] Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never [D] be the same.
[Bm] Back to my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so long, and [A] I'm wondering if it's [E] still there.
[A] [Bm] [D]
[A] [Bm] [D]
[B] [G]
[Dm]
[N]
Key:
A
D
G
Bm
F#m
A
D
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [A] Of all the stupid [G] things I [D] could have thought, this was the worst.
I started to [G] believe that [D] I was born at [A] 17.
[Bm] And all the stupid [C#] [D] things, the letters and the broken verse,
stayed hidden at [F#m] the [G] bottom of the drawer.
[A] They'd always be.
And now I [F#m] plow through piles of [D] bills, receipts, and credit cards,
and tickets, and [F#m] the daily news.
And sometimes I just [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
Back [Bm] to my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there. _
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ We think we're pretty smart.
Our [D] city's slicker, it's getting round.
[A] And when the going's rough, [D] it kills the pain and it relocates.
We're [Bm] never married, never [D] faithful, not to any town.
[A] But we never leave the past [D] behind.
We just accumulate.
So sometimes when the music [G] stops, I seem to hear a [D] distant sound.
Of waves of seagulls, football [G] crowds, and church bells.
And I [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
[A] Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never [D] be the same.
[Bm] Back to my _ [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so long, and [A] I'm wondering if it's [E] still there.
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [A] Of all the stupid [G] things I [D] could have thought, this was the worst.
I started to [G] believe that [D] I was born at [A] 17.
[Bm] And all the stupid [C#] [D] things, the letters and the broken verse,
stayed hidden at [F#m] the [G] bottom of the drawer.
[A] They'd always be.
And now I [F#m] plow through piles of [D] bills, receipts, and credit cards,
and tickets, and [F#m] the daily news.
And sometimes I just [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
Back [Bm] to my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there. _
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ We think we're pretty smart.
Our [D] city's slicker, it's getting round.
[A] And when the going's rough, [D] it kills the pain and it relocates.
We're [Bm] never married, never [D] faithful, not to any town.
[A] But we never leave the past [D] behind.
We just accumulate.
So sometimes when the music [G] stops, I seem to hear a [D] distant sound.
Of waves of seagulls, football [G] crowds, and church bells.
And I [A] wanna go back to [Bm] my hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never be the same.
[A] Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so [A] long, and I'm wondering [E] if it's still there. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ Back to [Bm] my [F#m] hometown.
[G] Though I know we'll never [D] be the same.
[Bm] Back to my _ [F#m] hometown.
[G] Cause it's been so long, and [A] I'm wondering if it's [E] still there.
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _