Chords for Kate Wolf OLD JEROME with lyrics below
Tempo:
150.8 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
C#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
Drinking early morning coffee, [A] talking with good friends and [E] walking the streets of rough-cut [B] stone.
She [E] was once a miner's city, [A] now the ghost of a dying town, but there's [E] a fire burning [B] bright in old [E] Jerome.
And [C#m] some have come for fortune, [G#] some have come for love, [A] and some have come for [E] the things they cannot [B] see.
Now the [E] grass is green and growing, [A] where the gardens once had died, and [E] the birds sing [B] in the young [E] Ailanthus tree.
[B]
[E]
And they say that once you live here, [A] you'll never really go, cause [E] she'll have a hold on you until you [B] die.
With [E] her ground moving crazy, [A] her fierce wind blowing free, and her [E] ruins [B] standing proud against [E] the sky.
[G#m] Houses [C#m] cling to mountains [G#] like miners cling to dreams, they [A] hold on so [E] long and then they just [B] let go.
[E] And this mountain, she is your mistress, [A] you'll ride her till you fall and [E] wash down [B] to the valley far [E] below.
There [Bm] [G#] are stories [C#m]
they tell on [A] Cleopatra, [D] there are [E] stories that never can be [B] told.
[G] [G#] The wind [C#m] and the [A] rain sing their [E] mountain [C#]
lullaby, [B] and the copper shines like Arizona [E] gold.
[D] [C#m]
[A]
[Em]
[B] [E]
And her walls stand strong and silent, [A] staring out with empty eyes, [E] like beggars blind and lame that do no [B] harm.
[E] With their empty rooms that hold [A] the old town's memories, and their [E] doorways that reach [B] out like empty [E] arms.
[G#] [C#m] In the streets the children play, [G#] climbing up the crooked stairs, [A] and lovers touch and [E] turn to go [B] back home.
[E] And the sounds of hammers echo, [A] in the once forgotten halls and [E] hopesters, [B] in the heart of old [E] Jerome.
The [G] [C#m] moon shines bright on [A] Cleopatra, [E] where the mines lie sleeping far [B] below.
[G] [C#m] The wind and [A] the rain sing [E] their mountain [D]
[C#] lullaby, [C#m] [G] and the [B] copper shines like Arizona [E] gold.
[N]
Drinking early morning coffee, [A] talking with good friends and [E] walking the streets of rough-cut [B] stone.
She [E] was once a miner's city, [A] now the ghost of a dying town, but there's [E] a fire burning [B] bright in old [E] Jerome.
And [C#m] some have come for fortune, [G#] some have come for love, [A] and some have come for [E] the things they cannot [B] see.
Now the [E] grass is green and growing, [A] where the gardens once had died, and [E] the birds sing [B] in the young [E] Ailanthus tree.
[B]
[E]
And they say that once you live here, [A] you'll never really go, cause [E] she'll have a hold on you until you [B] die.
With [E] her ground moving crazy, [A] her fierce wind blowing free, and her [E] ruins [B] standing proud against [E] the sky.
[G#m] Houses [C#m] cling to mountains [G#] like miners cling to dreams, they [A] hold on so [E] long and then they just [B] let go.
[E] And this mountain, she is your mistress, [A] you'll ride her till you fall and [E] wash down [B] to the valley far [E] below.
There [Bm] [G#] are stories [C#m]
they tell on [A] Cleopatra, [D] there are [E] stories that never can be [B] told.
[G] [G#] The wind [C#m] and the [A] rain sing their [E] mountain [C#]
lullaby, [B] and the copper shines like Arizona [E] gold.
[D] [C#m]
[A]
[Em]
[B] [E]
And her walls stand strong and silent, [A] staring out with empty eyes, [E] like beggars blind and lame that do no [B] harm.
[E] With their empty rooms that hold [A] the old town's memories, and their [E] doorways that reach [B] out like empty [E] arms.
[G#] [C#m] In the streets the children play, [G#] climbing up the crooked stairs, [A] and lovers touch and [E] turn to go [B] back home.
[E] And the sounds of hammers echo, [A] in the once forgotten halls and [E] hopesters, [B] in the heart of old [E] Jerome.
The [G] [C#m] moon shines bright on [A] Cleopatra, [E] where the mines lie sleeping far [B] below.
[G] [C#m] The wind and [A] the rain sing [E] their mountain [D]
[C#] lullaby, [C#m] [G] and the [B] copper shines like Arizona [E] gold.
[N]
Key:
E
B
A
C#m
G#
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A
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Drinking early morning coffee, _ _ [A] talking with good _ friends and [E] walking _ the streets of rough-cut [B] stone.
_ _ _ _ She [E] was once a miner's city, _ _ [A] now the ghost of a dying _ town, but there's [E] a fire _ burning [B] bright in old [E] Jerome.
_ And _ _ _ _ [C#m] some have come for fortune, _ _ [G#] some have come for love, _ [A] and some have come for [E] the things they cannot [B] see. _ _
_ _ _ Now the [E] grass is green and growing, _ _ [A] where the gardens once had died, and [E] the birds sing [B] in the young _ [E] Ailanthus tree. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And they say that once you live here, _ _ [A] you'll never _ really go, cause [E] she'll have a hold on you until you [B] _ die. _ _
_ With [E] her ground moving crazy, _ [A] her fierce wind blowing free, and her [E] ruins _ [B] standing proud against [E] the sky. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ Houses [C#m] cling to mountains [G#] like miners cling to dreams, they [A] hold on so [E] long and then they just [B] let go. _
_ _ _ [E] And this mountain, she is your mistress, _ _ [A] you'll ride her till you fall and [E] wash down [B] to the valley far [E] below. _ _
There _ _ [Bm] [G#] are stories [C#m]
they tell on _ [A] Cleopatra, _ _ _ _ [D] there are [E] stories that never can be [B] told. _ _
_ _ [G] _ [G#] The wind [C#m] and the [A] rain _ sing their [E] mountain _ [C#]
lullaby, _ _ [B] and the copper shines like Arizona _ [E] gold. _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ And her walls stand strong and silent, _ [A] staring out with empty _ eyes, _ [E] like beggars blind and lame that do no [B] _ harm.
_ _ _ _ [E] With their empty rooms that hold _ [A] the old town's memories, _ and their [E] _ doorways that reach [B] out like empty [E] _ arms.
_ _ _ _ [G#] [C#m] In the streets the children play, [G#] climbing up the crooked stairs, _ _ [A] and lovers touch and [E] turn to go [B] back home. _
_ _ _ [E] And the sounds of hammers echo, _ [A] in the once forgotten _ halls and [E] hopesters, _ [B] in the heart of old [E] Jerome.
_ The _ _ _ [G] _ [C#m] _ moon shines bright on [A] _ Cleopatra, _ _ _ _ [E] where the mines lie sleeping far [B] below. _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [C#m] The wind and [A] the rain sing [E] their mountain _ [D]
[C#] lullaby, _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [G] and the [B] copper shines like Arizona [E] gold. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ Drinking early morning coffee, _ _ [A] talking with good _ friends and [E] walking _ the streets of rough-cut [B] stone.
_ _ _ _ She [E] was once a miner's city, _ _ [A] now the ghost of a dying _ town, but there's [E] a fire _ burning [B] bright in old [E] Jerome.
_ And _ _ _ _ [C#m] some have come for fortune, _ _ [G#] some have come for love, _ [A] and some have come for [E] the things they cannot [B] see. _ _
_ _ _ Now the [E] grass is green and growing, _ _ [A] where the gardens once had died, and [E] the birds sing [B] in the young _ [E] Ailanthus tree. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And they say that once you live here, _ _ [A] you'll never _ really go, cause [E] she'll have a hold on you until you [B] _ die. _ _
_ With [E] her ground moving crazy, _ [A] her fierce wind blowing free, and her [E] ruins _ [B] standing proud against [E] the sky. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ Houses [C#m] cling to mountains [G#] like miners cling to dreams, they [A] hold on so [E] long and then they just [B] let go. _
_ _ _ [E] And this mountain, she is your mistress, _ _ [A] you'll ride her till you fall and [E] wash down [B] to the valley far [E] below. _ _
There _ _ [Bm] [G#] are stories [C#m]
they tell on _ [A] Cleopatra, _ _ _ _ [D] there are [E] stories that never can be [B] told. _ _
_ _ [G] _ [G#] The wind [C#m] and the [A] rain _ sing their [E] mountain _ [C#]
lullaby, _ _ [B] and the copper shines like Arizona _ [E] gold. _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ And her walls stand strong and silent, _ [A] staring out with empty _ eyes, _ [E] like beggars blind and lame that do no [B] _ harm.
_ _ _ _ [E] With their empty rooms that hold _ [A] the old town's memories, _ and their [E] _ doorways that reach [B] out like empty [E] _ arms.
_ _ _ _ [G#] [C#m] In the streets the children play, [G#] climbing up the crooked stairs, _ _ [A] and lovers touch and [E] turn to go [B] back home. _
_ _ _ [E] And the sounds of hammers echo, _ [A] in the once forgotten _ halls and [E] hopesters, _ [B] in the heart of old [E] Jerome.
_ The _ _ _ [G] _ [C#m] _ moon shines bright on [A] _ Cleopatra, _ _ _ _ [E] where the mines lie sleeping far [B] below. _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [C#m] The wind and [A] the rain sing [E] their mountain _ [D]
[C#] lullaby, _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [G] and the [B] copper shines like Arizona [E] gold. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _