Chords for Livingston Taylor "Blue Sky & Life is Good" On Canvas Bonus - Jan. 9, 2014 Episode
Tempo:
118.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
F#
C#m
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] I wanna be blue [C#m] sky
[E] [F#] hanging round the [C#] door to heaven.
Blue sky [F#] hanging round the door to heaven.
[E] [G#] Blue [B] sky [Bm] hanging [E] round the door to [G#] heaven.
[E] When my [F#] Jesus lets me.
[E]
[B] Oh Satan got a hold on me.
Got my leg and he got my knee.
Got my thigh and he got my waist.
And he's dragging me down to that deep [E] dark place.
[B] Got me [E] drunk and got me [Bm] blind.
Drinking that whiskey [E] all the time.
[B] Got me [E] thinking that people were bad [Bm] and were after me for the nothing [E] I [G] had.
In that [A] final darkness I [E] heard a distant song.
[G] Lifted [A] me and held me up till the light [B] came
[F#] on.
[E] Now my [C#m] blue sky [F#] hanging round [E] the door to heaven.
[F#] [C#m] Blue sky [F#] hanging round the [E] door to heaven.
[D#] Blue [E]
sky hanging round the door to [G#] heaven.
[E] Till [F#] my Jesus [E] lets me.
[C#] Eight hours with a shuffle [A#] in the city's summer sun.
[B]
Aching arms and dusty boots [E] and a job that won't get done.
[C#m] Two weeks basement [C#] yesterday and a three change bus ride home.
[B] Fade and grave a long hard [E] day not a thing to call your own.
And the boy [A#] turns [A] and he asks his old [G#] dad.
He says are you [B] glad for the kind of life you've had.
And he [E] says life [F#] is good.
[E] Spring is [A] in the air.
You [G#] got two bucks [C#m] in your pocket.
A little bit of real [F#] cream in your hair.
[E] Oh [F#m] life is good.
[E] When you're proud of [Am] what you do.
[B] Oh giving it [C#m] all to others.
[B] Come [C#] on now try and listen very closely to every laugh and sigh.
[E] Maybe there's a reason for [C#] all we do.
[B] Giving it all to others and it all comes back [E]
to you.
[B]
[G] To [Em] you.
[B]
[E]
[E] [Bm]
[B] [F]
[E] [F#] hanging round the [C#] door to heaven.
Blue sky [F#] hanging round the door to heaven.
[E] [G#] Blue [B] sky [Bm] hanging [E] round the door to [G#] heaven.
[E] When my [F#] Jesus lets me.
[E]
[B] Oh Satan got a hold on me.
Got my leg and he got my knee.
Got my thigh and he got my waist.
And he's dragging me down to that deep [E] dark place.
[B] Got me [E] drunk and got me [Bm] blind.
Drinking that whiskey [E] all the time.
[B] Got me [E] thinking that people were bad [Bm] and were after me for the nothing [E] I [G] had.
In that [A] final darkness I [E] heard a distant song.
[G] Lifted [A] me and held me up till the light [B] came
[F#] on.
[E] Now my [C#m] blue sky [F#] hanging round [E] the door to heaven.
[F#] [C#m] Blue sky [F#] hanging round the [E] door to heaven.
[D#] Blue [E]
sky hanging round the door to [G#] heaven.
[E] Till [F#] my Jesus [E] lets me.
[C#] Eight hours with a shuffle [A#] in the city's summer sun.
[B]
Aching arms and dusty boots [E] and a job that won't get done.
[C#m] Two weeks basement [C#] yesterday and a three change bus ride home.
[B] Fade and grave a long hard [E] day not a thing to call your own.
And the boy [A#] turns [A] and he asks his old [G#] dad.
He says are you [B] glad for the kind of life you've had.
And he [E] says life [F#] is good.
[E] Spring is [A] in the air.
You [G#] got two bucks [C#m] in your pocket.
A little bit of real [F#] cream in your hair.
[E] Oh [F#m] life is good.
[E] When you're proud of [Am] what you do.
[B] Oh giving it [C#m] all to others.
[B] Come [C#] on now try and listen very closely to every laugh and sigh.
[E] Maybe there's a reason for [C#] all we do.
[B] Giving it all to others and it all comes back [E]
to you.
[B]
[G] To [Em] you.
[B]
[E]
[E] [Bm]
[B] [F]
Key:
E
B
F#
C#m
C#
E
B
F#
_ [E] I wanna be blue [C#m] sky _
[E] _ [F#] hanging round the [C#] door to heaven.
Blue sky [F#] hanging round the door to heaven.
[E] _ _ [G#] Blue [B] _ sky [Bm] hanging [E] round the door to [G#] heaven. _
_ [E] When my _ [F#] Jesus _ _ lets me.
_ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ Oh Satan got a hold on me.
Got my leg and he got my knee.
Got my thigh and he got my waist.
And he's dragging me down to that deep [E] dark place.
[B] Got me [E] drunk and got me [Bm] blind.
Drinking that whiskey [E] all the time.
[B] Got me [E] thinking that people were bad [Bm] and were after me for the nothing [E] I [G] had.
In that [A] final darkness I [E] heard a distant song.
_ [G] Lifted [A] me and held me up till the light [B] came _
[F#] _ on.
_ _ _ [E] Now my [C#m] blue sky [F#] hanging round [E] the door to heaven.
[F#] _ _ [C#m] Blue sky [F#] hanging round the [E] door to heaven.
_ [D#] Blue [E] _
sky hanging round the door to _ [G#] heaven.
_ [E] Till [F#] my Jesus _ _ [E] lets me. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ Eight hours with a shuffle [A#] in the city's summer sun.
_ [B]
Aching arms and dusty boots [E] and a job that won't get done.
[C#m] Two weeks basement [C#] yesterday and a three change bus ride home.
_ [B] Fade and grave a long hard [E] day not a thing to call your own.
And the boy [A#] turns _ [A] and he asks his old [G#] dad.
He says are you [B] glad for the kind of life you've had.
And he [E] says life [F#] is good.
[E] Spring is [A] in the air.
You [G#] got two bucks [C#m] in your pocket.
A little bit of real [F#] cream in your hair.
[E] Oh [F#m] life is good.
[E] When you're proud of [Am] what you do. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] Oh giving it [C#m] all to others.
_ [B] Come [C#] on now try and listen very closely to every laugh and sigh.
[E] _ Maybe there's a reason _ for [C#] all we do.
[B] Giving it all to others and it all comes back [E]
to you.
_ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] To _ [Em] you. _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [F] _ _ _
[E] _ [F#] hanging round the [C#] door to heaven.
Blue sky [F#] hanging round the door to heaven.
[E] _ _ [G#] Blue [B] _ sky [Bm] hanging [E] round the door to [G#] heaven. _
_ [E] When my _ [F#] Jesus _ _ lets me.
_ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ Oh Satan got a hold on me.
Got my leg and he got my knee.
Got my thigh and he got my waist.
And he's dragging me down to that deep [E] dark place.
[B] Got me [E] drunk and got me [Bm] blind.
Drinking that whiskey [E] all the time.
[B] Got me [E] thinking that people were bad [Bm] and were after me for the nothing [E] I [G] had.
In that [A] final darkness I [E] heard a distant song.
_ [G] Lifted [A] me and held me up till the light [B] came _
[F#] _ on.
_ _ _ [E] Now my [C#m] blue sky [F#] hanging round [E] the door to heaven.
[F#] _ _ [C#m] Blue sky [F#] hanging round the [E] door to heaven.
_ [D#] Blue [E] _
sky hanging round the door to _ [G#] heaven.
_ [E] Till [F#] my Jesus _ _ [E] lets me. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ Eight hours with a shuffle [A#] in the city's summer sun.
_ [B]
Aching arms and dusty boots [E] and a job that won't get done.
[C#m] Two weeks basement [C#] yesterday and a three change bus ride home.
_ [B] Fade and grave a long hard [E] day not a thing to call your own.
And the boy [A#] turns _ [A] and he asks his old [G#] dad.
He says are you [B] glad for the kind of life you've had.
And he [E] says life [F#] is good.
[E] Spring is [A] in the air.
You [G#] got two bucks [C#m] in your pocket.
A little bit of real [F#] cream in your hair.
[E] Oh [F#m] life is good.
[E] When you're proud of [Am] what you do. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] Oh giving it [C#m] all to others.
_ [B] Come [C#] on now try and listen very closely to every laugh and sigh.
[E] _ Maybe there's a reason _ for [C#] all we do.
[B] Giving it all to others and it all comes back [E]
to you.
_ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] To _ [Em] you. _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [F] _ _ _