Chords for Peter Mulvey: DIA | Peluso Microphone Lab Presents: Yellow Couch Sessions
Tempo:
91.25 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Gm
C
G
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
[Bb]
Oh Gregory, he made us breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I..A. I hated to [Gm] leave his welcome [Bb] table, half a dozen bright souls just starting their day. Greg fixed us eggs, we all drank coffee and talked about all sorts of different stuff. I did some dishes so I could linger but there's never time enough. Oh Google Maps, I thank you kindly for telling me to take Pen Upple Divide. Oh but my heart, it lingers back there in the house with the typewriters and the chickens in the yard. When you write a poem on a typewriter, it's kinda hard not to use parentheses. Get off [C] my ass, [Bb] tailgating mister, broke my spell with your SUV. Hold me, touch me, hold me, touch me, feed me. That's what my phone always says, [Gm] it needs me. But [F] I don't need you [C] phone. [Bb] Oh Gregory, he made us [Bb] breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I.A. But there's no [Gm] sickness, toil or danger in [C] that bright world [Bb] to which I go. I'm going home to see my mother, I'm going home no more to roam. I'm [G] only going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over home. I'm only [G] going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over, only going over home.
Oh Gregory, he made us breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I..A. I hated to [Gm] leave his welcome [Bb] table, half a dozen bright souls just starting their day. Greg fixed us eggs, we all drank coffee and talked about all sorts of different stuff. I did some dishes so I could linger but there's never time enough. Oh Google Maps, I thank you kindly for telling me to take Pen Upple Divide. Oh but my heart, it lingers back there in the house with the typewriters and the chickens in the yard. When you write a poem on a typewriter, it's kinda hard not to use parentheses. Get off [C] my ass, [Bb] tailgating mister, broke my spell with your SUV. Hold me, touch me, hold me, touch me, feed me. That's what my phone always says, [Gm] it needs me. But [F] I don't need you [C] phone. [Bb] Oh Gregory, he made us [Bb] breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I.A. But there's no [Gm] sickness, toil or danger in [C] that bright world [Bb] to which I go. I'm going home to see my mother, I'm going home no more to roam. I'm [G] only going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over home. I'm only [G] going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over, only going over home.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh Gregory, he made us breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I..A. I hated to [Gm] leave his welcome [Bb] table, half a dozen bright souls just starting their day. Greg fixed us eggs, we all drank coffee and talked about all sorts of different stuff. I did some dishes so I could linger but there's never time enough. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh Google Maps, I thank you kindly for telling me to take Pen Upple Divide. Oh but my heart, it lingers back there in the house with the typewriters and the chickens in the yard. When you write a poem on a typewriter, it's kinda hard not to use parentheses. _ Get off [C] my ass, [Bb] tailgating mister, broke my spell with your SUV. _ _ _ _ _ Hold me, touch me, hold me, touch me, feed me. _ _ _ That's what my phone always says, [Gm] it needs me. _ _ But [F] I don't need you [C] phone. [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh Gregory, _ he made us [Bb] breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I.A. But there's no [Gm] sickness, toil or danger in [C] that bright world [Bb] to which I go. I'm going home to see my mother, I'm going home no more to roam. I'm [G] only going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over home. I'm only [G] going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over, only going over home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh Gregory, he made us breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I..A. I hated to [Gm] leave his welcome [Bb] table, half a dozen bright souls just starting their day. Greg fixed us eggs, we all drank coffee and talked about all sorts of different stuff. I did some dishes so I could linger but there's never time enough. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh Google Maps, I thank you kindly for telling me to take Pen Upple Divide. Oh but my heart, it lingers back there in the house with the typewriters and the chickens in the yard. When you write a poem on a typewriter, it's kinda hard not to use parentheses. _ Get off [C] my ass, [Bb] tailgating mister, broke my spell with your SUV. _ _ _ _ _ Hold me, touch me, hold me, touch me, feed me. _ _ _ That's what my phone always says, [Gm] it needs me. _ _ But [F] I don't need you [C] phone. [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh Gregory, _ he made us [Bb] breakfast and now I'm rolling down to D.I.A. But there's no [Gm] sickness, toil or danger in [C] that bright world [Bb] to which I go. I'm going home to see my mother, I'm going home no more to roam. I'm [G] only going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over home. I'm only [G] going [Bb] over Jordan, only going over, only going over home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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