Chords for Paul Hyde "I Miss My Mind The Most"
Tempo:
116.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
B
Bm
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
Victory [B] was [G] not mine to [B] have, [D] but came to other men.
No daring [G] feats in foreign [D] streets, no history-making pen.
[Bm] The [D] ship I [G] sailed was lost in [Em] fog, [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
[D] Of all the things [G] I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most.
I broke my back [G] on [D] bottom's rack, like this my time was sold.
Like every [G] moment was [D] the last, I spent my fool's gold.
[Bm] [B] Wasted now [G] the passing [Em] years, [D] of little I can [A] boast.
[D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most.
[G] [D]
When spring was young [G] I had [D] a thirst, for standing proud and tall.
I drank the [G] summers full [D] of wine, and fell right into fall.
[Bm] [B] Winter's chill [G] with vengeance [Em] came, [D] and proved a cruel [B] [A] host.
[D] Of all the [B] things [G] I've lost [D] this year, I miss my mind the most.
[Bm] The ship [B] I sailed [G] was lost in [Em] fog, [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
[D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most.
Of all the [G] things I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most.
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
Victory [B] was [G] not mine to [B] have, [D] but came to other men.
No daring [G] feats in foreign [D] streets, no history-making pen.
[Bm] The [D] ship I [G] sailed was lost in [Em] fog, [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
[D] Of all the things [G] I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most.
I broke my back [G] on [D] bottom's rack, like this my time was sold.
Like every [G] moment was [D] the last, I spent my fool's gold.
[Bm] [B] Wasted now [G] the passing [Em] years, [D] of little I can [A] boast.
[D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most.
[G] [D]
When spring was young [G] I had [D] a thirst, for standing proud and tall.
I drank the [G] summers full [D] of wine, and fell right into fall.
[Bm] [B] Winter's chill [G] with vengeance [Em] came, [D] and proved a cruel [B] [A] host.
[D] Of all the [B] things [G] I've lost [D] this year, I miss my mind the most.
[Bm] The ship [B] I sailed [G] was lost in [Em] fog, [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
[D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most.
Of all the [G] things I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most.
Key:
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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Victory [B] was [G] not mine to [B] have, _ [D] but came to other men.
_ _ No daring [G] feats in foreign [D] streets, no history-making pen.
_ _ [Bm] The [D] ship I [G] sailed was lost in [Em] fog, _ [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
_ _ [D] _ Of all the things [G] I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I broke my back [G] on [D] bottom's rack, like this my time was sold.
_ _ Like every [G] moment was [D] the last, I spent my fool's gold.
_ [Bm] _ [B] Wasted now [G] the passing [Em] years, [D] of little I can [A] boast.
_ _ [D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ When spring was young [G] I had [D] a thirst, for standing proud and tall.
_ I drank the [G] summers full [D] of wine, and fell right into fall.
_ _ [Bm] _ [B] Winter's chill [G] with vengeance [Em] came, [D] and proved a cruel _ [B] [A] host.
_ [D] Of all the [B] things [G] I've lost [D] this year, I miss my mind the most.
_ _ [Bm] The ship [B] I sailed [G] was lost in [Em] fog, [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
_ _ [D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most.
_ _ Of all the [G] things I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Victory [B] was [G] not mine to [B] have, _ [D] but came to other men.
_ _ No daring [G] feats in foreign [D] streets, no history-making pen.
_ _ [Bm] The [D] ship I [G] sailed was lost in [Em] fog, _ [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
_ _ [D] _ Of all the things [G] I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I broke my back [G] on [D] bottom's rack, like this my time was sold.
_ _ Like every [G] moment was [D] the last, I spent my fool's gold.
_ [Bm] _ [B] Wasted now [G] the passing [Em] years, [D] of little I can [A] boast.
_ _ [D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ When spring was young [G] I had [D] a thirst, for standing proud and tall.
_ I drank the [G] summers full [D] of wine, and fell right into fall.
_ _ [Bm] _ [B] Winter's chill [G] with vengeance [Em] came, [D] and proved a cruel _ [B] [A] host.
_ [D] Of all the [B] things [G] I've lost [D] this year, I miss my mind the most.
_ _ [Bm] The ship [B] I sailed [G] was lost in [Em] fog, [D] some distance from the [A] coast.
_ _ [D] Of all the things I've lost this year, I miss my mind the most.
_ _ Of all the [G] things I've lost [B] this year, [D] I miss my mind the most. _ _ _ _ _ _
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