Chords for Kris Kristofferson and daughter Kelly - The Pilgrim / The Wonder (Stuttgart, Germany, 2012)
Tempo:
122.6 bpm
Chords used:
G
A
C
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] Thank [N] you.
[G]
[C]
[G]
[C] [G]
[A]
[D]
[G]
[C] Searching for [D] a shroud he's [G] never found.
[C] Never knowing if believing [G] is a blessing or a curse.
[C] For of the glory [G] I was one.
[C]
[G] He's a potion.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when he's shown.
He's a [C] blocking contradiction.
[G] Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely way [G] back home.
He has tasted good and evil in your head through drink your bars.
[C] He's trembling, he's a model [G] for today.
[C]
Running from his devil's [G] lord and reaching for the stars.
[A] And losing all he loves [Am] along [D] the way.
[G] His world keeps rotting and turning.
For the better or the worse, all [C] he ever [G] gets is over and around.
From [C] the rocking of the cradles to [G] the rolling of the curse.
[C]
Growing [G] up was worth counting down.
[C] He's a poet.
He's a liar.
He's [G] a prophet.
He's a dreamer.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when [A] he's [Gm] shown.
[B] [C] He's a blocking contradiction.
[G] Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely [G] way back home.
And there's a [D] lot of wrong directions on that lonely [G] way back home.
[E] Strong [N]
[A]
[N] [A]
in my soul [E] for the sun going down.
When it dies at the end of [A] the day.
With the sadness descending [E]
as soft as the sound.
The light that was slipping [A] away.
[D] The heavens above me [A] seem empty and gray.
[D] These dreams that won't ever [A] come true.
And the star spangled [E] glory of love.
Filled the skies, filled my heart with the wonder [A] of you.
Pretty berries I [C#m] carry [E] to you.
Pretty flowers to hold [G#m] in [A] your hand.
Pretty reasons for dreams [E] coming true.
And for doing the best that [A] you can.
[D] I swear to be thankful [A] the rest of my days.
[D] And worthy whatever [A] I do.
For the chance I was given [E] to live and believe.
In the love and [C#m] the wonder [A] of you.
A beautiful [N] song.
Thank you.
[G]
[C]
[G]
[C] [G]
[A]
[D]
[G]
[C] Searching for [D] a shroud he's [G] never found.
[C] Never knowing if believing [G] is a blessing or a curse.
[C] For of the glory [G] I was one.
[C]
[G] He's a potion.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when he's shown.
He's a [C] blocking contradiction.
[G] Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely way [G] back home.
He has tasted good and evil in your head through drink your bars.
[C] He's trembling, he's a model [G] for today.
[C]
Running from his devil's [G] lord and reaching for the stars.
[A] And losing all he loves [Am] along [D] the way.
[G] His world keeps rotting and turning.
For the better or the worse, all [C] he ever [G] gets is over and around.
From [C] the rocking of the cradles to [G] the rolling of the curse.
[C]
Growing [G] up was worth counting down.
[C] He's a poet.
He's a liar.
He's [G] a prophet.
He's a dreamer.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when [A] he's [Gm] shown.
[B] [C] He's a blocking contradiction.
[G] Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely [G] way back home.
And there's a [D] lot of wrong directions on that lonely [G] way back home.
[E] Strong [N]
[A]
[N] [A]
in my soul [E] for the sun going down.
When it dies at the end of [A] the day.
With the sadness descending [E]
as soft as the sound.
The light that was slipping [A] away.
[D] The heavens above me [A] seem empty and gray.
[D] These dreams that won't ever [A] come true.
And the star spangled [E] glory of love.
Filled the skies, filled my heart with the wonder [A] of you.
Pretty berries I [C#m] carry [E] to you.
Pretty flowers to hold [G#m] in [A] your hand.
Pretty reasons for dreams [E] coming true.
And for doing the best that [A] you can.
[D] I swear to be thankful [A] the rest of my days.
[D] And worthy whatever [A] I do.
For the chance I was given [E] to live and believe.
In the love and [C#m] the wonder [A] of you.
A beautiful [N] song.
Thank you.
Key:
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A
C
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E
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C
[D] _ _ Thank [N] you. _ _ _
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_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ Searching for [D] a shroud he's [G] never found. _ _
[C] Never knowing if believing [G] is a blessing or a curse.
[C] For of the glory [G] I was one. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ He's a potion.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when he's shown.
He's a [C] blocking contradiction.
[G] _ Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely way [G] back _ home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ He has tasted good and evil in your head through drink your bars.
[C] He's trembling, he's a model [G] for today.
_ _ _ _ [C]
Running from his devil's [G] lord and reaching for the stars.
[A] And losing all he loves [Am] along [D] the _ way. _
[G] His world keeps rotting and turning.
For the better or the worse, all [C] he ever [G] gets is over and around. _ _ _
From [C] the rocking of the cradles to [G] the rolling of the curse.
_ [C]
Growing [G] up was worth counting down. _
_ _ [C] He's a poet.
He's a liar.
He's [G] a prophet.
He's a dreamer.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when [A] he's [Gm] shown.
[B] [C] He's a blocking _ contradiction.
[G] Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely [G] way back home. _ _ _
And there's a [D] lot of wrong directions _ on that lonely [G] way back home. _ _ _
_ [E] Strong _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ in my soul [E] for the sun going down.
When it dies at the end of [A] the day. _ _ _ _
With the sadness descending _ [E]
as soft as the sound.
The light that was slipping _ [A] away.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] The _ heavens above me [A] seem empty and gray.
_ [D] These dreams that won't ever [A] come true. _
_ _ _ And the star _ spangled _ [E] glory of love. _
Filled the skies, filled my heart with the wonder [A] of you. _ _
_ _ Pretty berries I [C#m] carry [E] to you. _ _
_ _ Pretty flowers to hold [G#m] in [A] your hand. _ _ _
_ _ Pretty reasons for dreams [E] coming true. _ _ _
And for doing the best that [A] you can. _ _ _ _
[D] I swear to be thankful [A] the rest of my days.
[D] And _ worthy whatever _ [A] I do. _ _ _ _
For the chance I was given _ [E] to live and _ believe.
In the love and [C#m] the wonder [A] of you.
_ _ A beautiful [N] song.
Thank you. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ Searching for [D] a shroud he's [G] never found. _ _
[C] Never knowing if believing [G] is a blessing or a curse.
[C] For of the glory [G] I was one. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ He's a potion.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when he's shown.
He's a [C] blocking contradiction.
[G] _ Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely way [G] back _ home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ He has tasted good and evil in your head through drink your bars.
[C] He's trembling, he's a model [G] for today.
_ _ _ _ [C]
Running from his devil's [G] lord and reaching for the stars.
[A] And losing all he loves [Am] along [D] the _ way. _
[G] His world keeps rotting and turning.
For the better or the worse, all [C] he ever [G] gets is over and around. _ _ _
From [C] the rocking of the cradles to [G] the rolling of the curse.
_ [C]
Growing [G] up was worth counting down. _
_ _ [C] He's a poet.
He's a liar.
He's [G] a prophet.
He's a dreamer.
He's a [D] pill, my hand's a preacher.
And a problem [G] when [A] he's [Gm] shown.
[B] [C] He's a blocking _ contradiction.
[G] Hardly true, hardly fiction.
Taking [D] every wrong direction on his lonely [G] way back home. _ _ _
And there's a [D] lot of wrong directions _ on that lonely [G] way back home. _ _ _
_ [E] Strong _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ in my soul [E] for the sun going down.
When it dies at the end of [A] the day. _ _ _ _
With the sadness descending _ [E]
as soft as the sound.
The light that was slipping _ [A] away.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] The _ heavens above me [A] seem empty and gray.
_ [D] These dreams that won't ever [A] come true. _
_ _ _ And the star _ spangled _ [E] glory of love. _
Filled the skies, filled my heart with the wonder [A] of you. _ _
_ _ Pretty berries I [C#m] carry [E] to you. _ _
_ _ Pretty flowers to hold [G#m] in [A] your hand. _ _ _
_ _ Pretty reasons for dreams [E] coming true. _ _ _
And for doing the best that [A] you can. _ _ _ _
[D] I swear to be thankful [A] the rest of my days.
[D] And _ worthy whatever _ [A] I do. _ _ _ _
For the chance I was given _ [E] to live and _ believe.
In the love and [C#m] the wonder [A] of you.
_ _ A beautiful [N] song.
Thank you. _ _ _ _ _ _
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