Chords for Molly Tuttle - Grass Valley (Live) feat. Jack Tuttle
Tempo:
108.9 bpm
Chords used:
F#
E
B
C#m
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#] [F#]
[B] I remember when I first drove with my dad up [E] to Grass Valley,
[F#] four hours north of San
Francisco just [C#m] outside [B] Nevada City.
The road winding through those dry brown hills of gold country.
I [F#] was ten years old and happy, [E] [F#] out of school [B] a week early.
We drove past the welcome sign, people playing neat pines, heard the music [A] floating from [E] the stage.
[G#m] [F#] Pitched our tent and walked around, [E] my [B] heart open to the sound, I didn't know it then,
but [E] my [F#] life had turned a page.
[D#] [E]
Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny,
[E] [B] baptized [F#] in the campgrounds of [E] Grass Valley.
[F#]
[C#m] [F#]
[B] Deadheads in tight diarrae, dog music devotees like nothing [A] I had ever [E] heard or seen.
[F#] It was jammed grass, four hippies, [E] old stuff [F#] from the 50s, [B] just [E] about nothing [F#] in between.
[B] I stood and tried to play along, but I only knew a couple songs while Boulder [A] kids sat
in [E] with the bands.
[B] [F#] I watched an end beat from afar, [E] headbound down [B] over my guitar, praying to catch [E] that
magic in [F#] my hands.
[D#] [E] Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny, [E]
baptized [F#] in the campgrounds of [C#m] Grass
Valley.
[D#m] [B] [E]
[F#] [B]
[E] [F#]
[G#] [B] [C#]
[D] [D#m] [E] [F#]
[B] Some years have passed, now I'm back here in the foothills of gold country.
[G#m]
[F#] The same songs are being played, [E] singing in [B] the shade of the pine trees.
A shy kid with a mandolin, I can see her on the sidelines [E] staring at me.
[F#] She looks just like I [E] did the first time [F#] that I came to Grass [B] Valley.
[E]
[B] Standing [F#] around jamming to the sounds [B] of Little Lanny, [E] baptized [F#] in the campgrounds [E] of Grass Valley.
[F#] [C#m] [F#]
[C#m] [G#m] [F#]
[N]
[B] I remember when I first drove with my dad up [E] to Grass Valley,
[F#] four hours north of San
Francisco just [C#m] outside [B] Nevada City.
The road winding through those dry brown hills of gold country.
I [F#] was ten years old and happy, [E] [F#] out of school [B] a week early.
We drove past the welcome sign, people playing neat pines, heard the music [A] floating from [E] the stage.
[G#m] [F#] Pitched our tent and walked around, [E] my [B] heart open to the sound, I didn't know it then,
but [E] my [F#] life had turned a page.
[D#] [E]
Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny,
[E] [B] baptized [F#] in the campgrounds of [E] Grass Valley.
[F#]
[C#m] [F#]
[B] Deadheads in tight diarrae, dog music devotees like nothing [A] I had ever [E] heard or seen.
[F#] It was jammed grass, four hippies, [E] old stuff [F#] from the 50s, [B] just [E] about nothing [F#] in between.
[B] I stood and tried to play along, but I only knew a couple songs while Boulder [A] kids sat
in [E] with the bands.
[B] [F#] I watched an end beat from afar, [E] headbound down [B] over my guitar, praying to catch [E] that
magic in [F#] my hands.
[D#] [E] Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny, [E]
baptized [F#] in the campgrounds of [C#m] Grass
Valley.
[D#m] [B] [E]
[F#] [B]
[E] [F#]
[G#] [B] [C#]
[D] [D#m] [E] [F#]
[B] Some years have passed, now I'm back here in the foothills of gold country.
[G#m]
[F#] The same songs are being played, [E] singing in [B] the shade of the pine trees.
A shy kid with a mandolin, I can see her on the sidelines [E] staring at me.
[F#] She looks just like I [E] did the first time [F#] that I came to Grass [B] Valley.
[E]
[B] Standing [F#] around jamming to the sounds [B] of Little Lanny, [E] baptized [F#] in the campgrounds [E] of Grass Valley.
[F#] [C#m] [F#]
[C#m] [G#m] [F#]
[N]
Key:
F#
E
B
C#m
A
F#
E
B
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ I remember when I first drove with my dad up [E] to Grass Valley, _
_ [F#] _ _ four hours north of San
Francisco just [C#m] outside [B] Nevada City. _ _
The road winding through those dry brown hills of gold country.
I [F#] was ten years old and happy, [E] _ [F#] out of school [B] a week early. _ _ _ _
_ _ We drove past the welcome sign, people playing neat pines, heard the music [A] floating from [E] the stage.
_ [G#m] [F#] Pitched our tent and walked around, [E] my [B] heart open to the sound, I didn't know it then,
but [E] my [F#] life had turned a page.
[D#] _ [E] _ _
Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny, _
_ [E] _ _ [B] baptized [F#] in the _ campgrounds of [E] Grass Valley.
_ [F#] _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [B] Deadheads in tight diarrae, dog music devotees like nothing [A] I had ever [E] heard or seen. _
[F#] It was jammed grass, four hippies, [E] old stuff [F#] from the 50s, [B] just [E] about nothing [F#] in between. _
[B] I stood and tried to play along, but I only knew a couple songs while Boulder [A] kids sat
in [E] with the bands. _
[B] [F#] I watched an end beat from afar, [E] headbound down [B] over my guitar, praying to catch [E] that
magic in [F#] my hands.
[D#] _ [E] _ _ Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny, _ _ [E] _
_ baptized [F#] in the _ campgrounds of [C#m] Grass
_ Valley.
[D#m] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _
[D] _ [D#m] _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ Some years have passed, now I'm back here in the foothills of gold country.
[G#m] _
[F#] The same songs are being played, [E] singing in [B] the shade of the pine trees.
A shy kid with a mandolin, I can see her on the sidelines [E] staring at me.
_ [F#] She looks just like I [E] did the first time [F#] that I came to Grass [B] Valley.
_ [E] _ _
[B] Standing [F#] around jamming to the sounds [B] of Little Lanny, _ [E] _ _ baptized [F#] in the campgrounds [E] of Grass Valley.
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [B] _ _ I remember when I first drove with my dad up [E] to Grass Valley, _
_ [F#] _ _ four hours north of San
Francisco just [C#m] outside [B] Nevada City. _ _
The road winding through those dry brown hills of gold country.
I [F#] was ten years old and happy, [E] _ [F#] out of school [B] a week early. _ _ _ _
_ _ We drove past the welcome sign, people playing neat pines, heard the music [A] floating from [E] the stage.
_ [G#m] [F#] Pitched our tent and walked around, [E] my [B] heart open to the sound, I didn't know it then,
but [E] my [F#] life had turned a page.
[D#] _ [E] _ _
Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny, _
_ [E] _ _ [B] baptized [F#] in the _ campgrounds of [E] Grass Valley.
_ [F#] _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [B] Deadheads in tight diarrae, dog music devotees like nothing [A] I had ever [E] heard or seen. _
[F#] It was jammed grass, four hippies, [E] old stuff [F#] from the 50s, [B] just [E] about nothing [F#] in between. _
[B] I stood and tried to play along, but I only knew a couple songs while Boulder [A] kids sat
in [E] with the bands. _
[B] [F#] I watched an end beat from afar, [E] headbound down [B] over my guitar, praying to catch [E] that
magic in [F#] my hands.
[D#] _ [E] _ _ Standing [F#] around jamming to the [B] sounds of Little Lanny, _ _ [E] _
_ baptized [F#] in the _ campgrounds of [C#m] Grass
_ Valley.
[D#m] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _
[D] _ [D#m] _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ Some years have passed, now I'm back here in the foothills of gold country.
[G#m] _
[F#] The same songs are being played, [E] singing in [B] the shade of the pine trees.
A shy kid with a mandolin, I can see her on the sidelines [E] staring at me.
_ [F#] She looks just like I [E] did the first time [F#] that I came to Grass [B] Valley.
_ [E] _ _
[B] Standing [F#] around jamming to the sounds [B] of Little Lanny, _ [E] _ _ baptized [F#] in the campgrounds [E] of Grass Valley.
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _