Chords for Old Crow Medicine Show - Sweet Amarillo (Audio)
Tempo:
84.125 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
[G] Well the world's greatest [D] wonder, [C] what I can [G] tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever [G] look my way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a [G] half-written story, and a song [D] spilling out [G] off of [C] every page.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease [G] on my pillow, you [D] never will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
[D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn [D] this old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C] [G] So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the [G] Iron Ore Range, caught the [D] wide Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got [D] to Topeka, [C] I looked [G] up your name, but they said [D] you rode off with [C] the last rodeo.
[G]
[D] Sweet [C] Amarillo, tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will [G] know [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] [C] [G] [C] Well the thunder's a-rumblin', and the tumbleweed's [D] tumblin', and the rodeo clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old West Dakota [C] on a wild Appaloosa.
[D] I'm blowing your [G] way
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [G] down an old [D] Amarillo.
[C] There's a light [G] in the window where a road [D]-weary [C] shadow drips into [G] the arms of a long [D]-distance [C] lover.
Then they turn [G] back the covers and dance [D] the Redover [C] till the light of the dawn.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] [G] tease on my pillow, you never [D] will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn this old [D] cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D]
[C] [G] Sweet Amarillo, [D]
[C] [G] Sweet [D]
[C] [G] [D] Amarillo.
[C] [G]
[G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
[G] Well the world's greatest [D] wonder, [C] what I can [G] tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever [G] look my way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a [G] half-written story, and a song [D] spilling out [G] off of [C] every page.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease [G] on my pillow, you [D] never will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
[D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn [D] this old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C] [G] So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the [G] Iron Ore Range, caught the [D] wide Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got [D] to Topeka, [C] I looked [G] up your name, but they said [D] you rode off with [C] the last rodeo.
[G]
[D] Sweet [C] Amarillo, tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will [G] know [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] [C] [G] [C] Well the thunder's a-rumblin', and the tumbleweed's [D] tumblin', and the rodeo clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old West Dakota [C] on a wild Appaloosa.
[D] I'm blowing your [G] way
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [G] down an old [D] Amarillo.
[C] There's a light [G] in the window where a road [D]-weary [C] shadow drips into [G] the arms of a long [D]-distance [C] lover.
Then they turn [G] back the covers and dance [D] the Redover [C] till the light of the dawn.
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] [G] tease on my pillow, you never [D] will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn this old [D] cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D]
[C] [G] Sweet Amarillo, [D]
[C] [G] Sweet [D]
[C] [G] [D] Amarillo.
[C] [G]
Key:
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[G] Well the world's greatest [D] wonder, [C] what I can [G] tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever [G] look my way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a [G] half-written story, and a song [D] spilling out [G] off of [C] every _ _ page. _
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease [G] on my pillow, you [D] never will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
[D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn [D] this old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _
_ [D] _ [C] _ _ [G] So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the [G] Iron Ore Range, caught the [D] wide Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got [D] to Topeka, [C] I looked [G] up your name, but they said [D] you rode off with [C] the last rodeo.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] Sweet [C] Amarillo, tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will [G] know [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride. _ _
[D] _ [C] _ _ [G] [C] Well the thunder's a-rumblin', and the tumbleweed's [D] tumblin', and the rodeo clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old West Dakota [C] on a wild Appaloosa.
[D] I'm blowing your [G] way _
[D] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ [G] _ _ down an old [D] Amarillo.
[C] There's a light [G] in the window where a road [D]-weary [C] shadow drips into [G] the arms of a long [D]-distance [C] lover.
Then they turn [G] back the covers and dance [D] the Redover [C] till the light of the dawn. _
_ _ _ [G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] [G] tease on my pillow, you never [D] will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn this old [D] cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
_ _ [D] _
[C] _ [G] Sweet Amarillo, [D] _
[C] _ [G] _ _ Sweet [D] _
[C] _ [G] _ _ [D] Amarillo. _
[C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ _
[G] Well the world's greatest [D] wonder, [C] what I can [G] tell, is how a cowgirl [D] like you [C] could ever [G] look my way.
I was blinded by [D] glory, [C] with a [G] half-written story, and a song [D] spilling out [G] off of [C] every _ _ page. _
[G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] tease [G] on my pillow, you [D] never will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
[D] Sweet Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn [D] this old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
[D] _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _
_ [D] _ [C] _ _ [G] So I drifted on [D] down [C] from the [G] Iron Ore Range, caught the [D] wide Missouri [C] where the cool [G] waters flow.
When I got [D] to Topeka, [C] I looked [G] up your name, but they said [D] you rode off with [C] the last rodeo.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] Sweet [C] Amarillo, tease on [G] my pillow, you never [D] will [G] know [C] how much [G] I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the wind [G] in the willow, damn this [D] old cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride. _ _
[D] _ [C] _ _ [G] [C] Well the thunder's a-rumblin', and the tumbleweed's [D] tumblin', and the rodeo clowns are pinging their face.
[Am] I'm gunning the throttle for a yon old West Dakota [C] on a wild Appaloosa.
[D] I'm blowing your [G] way _
[D] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ [G] _ _ down an old [D] Amarillo.
[C] There's a light [G] in the window where a road [D]-weary [C] shadow drips into [G] the arms of a long [D]-distance [C] lover.
Then they turn [G] back the covers and dance [D] the Redover [C] till the light of the dawn. _
_ _ _ [G] Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] [G] tease on my pillow, you never [D] will know [C] how [G] much I cried.
Sweet [D] Amarillo, [C] like the [G] wind in the willow, damn this old [D] cowboy [C] for my [G] foolish pride.
_ _ [D] _
[C] _ [G] Sweet Amarillo, [D] _
[C] _ [G] _ _ Sweet [D] _
[C] _ [G] _ _ [D] Amarillo. _
[C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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