Spanish Pipedream Chords by John Prine
Tempo:
81.25 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Dm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] She was a level-headed dancer [C] on the road to alcohol
[D] And I was just a soldier on my way to [G] Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me [C] about the time the jukebox broke
Yeah, [D] she gave me a peck on the back of my neck
And these are [G] the words she spoke
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a [C] home
[G]
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and [D] find Jesus on [G] your [C] own
[G]
[D] [Dm] [G]
Well, I sat there at the table [C] and I acted real naive
[D] For I knew that topless lady had something up [G] her sleeve
Well, she danced around the barroom [C] and she did the hoochie-coo
[D] Yeah, she sang her song all night long, telling [G] me what to do
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[D] Try and find Jesus on [G] your own
[C#] [D] [Dm] [G] [Am] [G]
Well, I was young and hungry [C] and about to leave that place
[D] When just as I was leaving, well, she looked me in [G] the face
Said, you must know the answer
She [C] said, no, but I'll give it a try
[D] And to this very day, we've been living our way
And here [G] is the reason why
We blew up our TV, threw our papers
Went [D] to the country, built [G] us a home
Had a lot of children, fed them on peaches
They [D] all found Jesus [G] on their own
[Am] [G]
[D] And I was just a soldier on my way to [G] Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me [C] about the time the jukebox broke
Yeah, [D] she gave me a peck on the back of my neck
And these are [G] the words she spoke
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a [C] home
[G]
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and [D] find Jesus on [G] your [C] own
[G]
[D] [Dm] [G]
Well, I sat there at the table [C] and I acted real naive
[D] For I knew that topless lady had something up [G] her sleeve
Well, she danced around the barroom [C] and she did the hoochie-coo
[D] Yeah, she sang her song all night long, telling [G] me what to do
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[D] Try and find Jesus on [G] your own
[C#] [D] [Dm] [G] [Am] [G]
Well, I was young and hungry [C] and about to leave that place
[D] When just as I was leaving, well, she looked me in [G] the face
Said, you must know the answer
She [C] said, no, but I'll give it a try
[D] And to this very day, we've been living our way
And here [G] is the reason why
We blew up our TV, threw our papers
Went [D] to the country, built [G] us a home
Had a lot of children, fed them on peaches
They [D] all found Jesus [G] on their own
[Am] [G]
Key:
G
D
C
Dm
Am
G
D
C
[G] She was a level-headed dancer [C] on the road to alcohol
[D] And I was just a soldier on my way to [G] Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me [C] about the time the jukebox broke
Yeah, [D] she gave me a peck on the back of my neck
And these are [G] the words she spoke
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a [C] home
[G]
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and [D] find Jesus on [G] your [C] own
[G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [G] _ _ _
Well, I sat there at the table [C] and I acted real naive
[D] For I knew that topless lady had something up [G] her sleeve
Well, she danced around the barroom [C] and she did the hoochie-coo
[D] Yeah, she sang her song all night long, telling [G] me what to do
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[D] Try and find Jesus on [G] your own _ _
[C#] _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [G] _ [Am] _ [G] _
Well, I was young and hungry [C] and about to leave that place
[D] When just as I was leaving, well, she looked me in [G] the face
Said, you must know the answer
She [C] said, no, but I'll give it a try
[D] And to this very day, we've been living our way
And here [G] is the reason why
We blew up our TV, threw our papers
Went [D] to the country, built [G] us a home
Had a lot of children, fed them on peaches
They [D] all found Jesus _ [G] on their own
[Am] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] And I was just a soldier on my way to [G] Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me [C] about the time the jukebox broke
Yeah, [D] she gave me a peck on the back of my neck
And these are [G] the words she spoke
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a [C] home
[G]
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and [D] find Jesus on [G] your [C] own
[G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [G] _ _ _
Well, I sat there at the table [C] and I acted real naive
[D] For I knew that topless lady had something up [G] her sleeve
Well, she danced around the barroom [C] and she did the hoochie-coo
[D] Yeah, she sang her song all night long, telling [G] me what to do
Blow up your [C] TV, [G] throw away your papers
Go [D] to the country, build [G] you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[D] Try and find Jesus on [G] your own _ _
[C#] _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [G] _ [Am] _ [G] _
Well, I was young and hungry [C] and about to leave that place
[D] When just as I was leaving, well, she looked me in [G] the face
Said, you must know the answer
She [C] said, no, but I'll give it a try
[D] And to this very day, we've been living our way
And here [G] is the reason why
We blew up our TV, threw our papers
Went [D] to the country, built [G] us a home
Had a lot of children, fed them on peaches
They [D] all found Jesus _ [G] on their own
[Am] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _