Chords for Rent - 12. Santa Fe (Movie Cast)
Tempo:
105.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
B
A
F#
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[B] [D]
New York City.
[D] Center of the universe.
[B] Sang it, girl.
Times are shitty, [D] but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse.
I hear that.
[B] It's a comfort to know, [D] when you're singing the hit-the-road blues,
[B] that anywhere else you could possibly [D] go after New [B] York would be
a pleasure cruise.
Now you're [D] talking.
[B]
[D] [B]
[D] [B] Well, I'm thwarted by a [D] metaphysical puzzle,
and [B] I'm sick of grading papers [D] that I know.
[B] I'm shouting in my sleep, I [D] need a muzzle,
[B] and all this misery pays no [D] salary, so
Let's open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe.
[D] Sunny [A] Santa Fe [F#] would be nice.
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and leave [A] this to the roaches [F#] and mice.
[D] [E]
[A] [D] [F#]
[D]
[B] [D]
[B] You teach?
Yeah, I teach.
[D] Computer-age philosophy.
[B] When my students would rather watch TV.
[D] America.
[B] America, you're as sensitive as steet.
[D] Bust a sauce [A] on to the meat.
[Bm] You can make the [B] menu sparkle [D] with rhyme.
You [B] can drum a gentle drum.
[D] I can see guests as they come,
chatting [B] not about [D] Heidegger, but wine.
Let's open [A] up a [B] restaurant in Santa Fe.
[A] Our labors would be [B] financial gain.
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and save [A] from [F#] devastation our brain.
[D] We'll pack up all our junk and [B] fly so [F#] far away.
[D] Devote [A] ourselves to [B] projects that sell.
[D] We'll [A] open up a restaurant [B] in Santa [D] Fe.
Look at [A] this cold [F#] bohemian hell.
[D] [E] Whoa, [A] whoa, [D] whoa, whoa, [G] whoa, whoa.
[F#] Whoa, [B] whoa,
[D] [E] [B]
[G] whoa, whoa, [F#] whoa, whoa.
[B]
[D] [B] Whoa,
[D] [B] whoa.
Do you [D] know the way to Santa [B] Fe?
You know, [D] dump the weeds, prairie [F#m] [F] dogs.
[B] Yeah.
[F#]
[B] [D]
New York City.
[D] Center of the universe.
[B] Sang it, girl.
Times are shitty, [D] but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse.
I hear that.
[B] It's a comfort to know, [D] when you're singing the hit-the-road blues,
[B] that anywhere else you could possibly [D] go after New [B] York would be
a pleasure cruise.
Now you're [D] talking.
[B]
[D] [B]
[D] [B] Well, I'm thwarted by a [D] metaphysical puzzle,
and [B] I'm sick of grading papers [D] that I know.
[B] I'm shouting in my sleep, I [D] need a muzzle,
[B] and all this misery pays no [D] salary, so
Let's open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe.
[D] Sunny [A] Santa Fe [F#] would be nice.
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and leave [A] this to the roaches [F#] and mice.
[D] [E]
[A] [D] [F#]
[D]
[B] [D]
[B] You teach?
Yeah, I teach.
[D] Computer-age philosophy.
[B] When my students would rather watch TV.
[D] America.
[B] America, you're as sensitive as steet.
[D] Bust a sauce [A] on to the meat.
[Bm] You can make the [B] menu sparkle [D] with rhyme.
You [B] can drum a gentle drum.
[D] I can see guests as they come,
chatting [B] not about [D] Heidegger, but wine.
Let's open [A] up a [B] restaurant in Santa Fe.
[A] Our labors would be [B] financial gain.
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and save [A] from [F#] devastation our brain.
[D] We'll pack up all our junk and [B] fly so [F#] far away.
[D] Devote [A] ourselves to [B] projects that sell.
[D] We'll [A] open up a restaurant [B] in Santa [D] Fe.
Look at [A] this cold [F#] bohemian hell.
[D] [E] Whoa, [A] whoa, [D] whoa, whoa, [G] whoa, whoa.
[F#] Whoa, [B] whoa,
[D] [E] [B]
[G] whoa, whoa, [F#] whoa, whoa.
[B]
[D] [B] Whoa,
[D] [B] whoa.
Do you [D] know the way to Santa [B] Fe?
You know, [D] dump the weeds, prairie [F#m] [F] dogs.
[B] Yeah.
[F#]
Key:
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B
A
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D
B
A
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
New York City.
[D] Center of the universe.
[B] Sang it, girl.
Times are shitty, [D] but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse.
I hear that.
[B] It's a comfort to know, [D] when you're singing the hit-the-road blues,
[B] that anywhere else you could possibly [D] go after New [B] York would be_
_ a pleasure cruise.
Now you're [D] talking.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [B] Well, I'm thwarted by a [D] metaphysical puzzle,
_ and [B] I'm sick of grading papers [D] that I know.
_ [B] I'm shouting in my sleep, I [D] need a muzzle,
_ [B] and all this misery pays no [D] salary, so_
Let's open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe.
[D] Sunny [A] Santa Fe [F#] would be nice.
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and leave [A] this to the roaches [F#] and _ mice.
[D] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[B] You teach?
Yeah, I teach.
[D] Computer-age philosophy.
[B] When my students would rather watch TV.
[D] America.
[B] America, you're as sensitive as steet.
[D] Bust a sauce [A] on to the meat.
[Bm] You can make the [B] menu sparkle [D] with rhyme.
You [B] can drum a gentle drum.
[D] I can see guests as they come,
chatting [B] not about [D] Heidegger, but wine. _
Let's open [A] up a [B] restaurant in Santa Fe.
[A] Our labors would be [B] financial gain. _ _
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and save [A] from [F#] devastation our brain.
[D] We'll pack up all our junk and [B] fly so [F#] far away.
[D] Devote [A] ourselves to [B] projects that _ sell.
[D] We'll [A] open up a restaurant [B] in Santa [D] Fe.
Look at [A] this cold [F#] bohemian _ hell.
[D] _ [E] Whoa, _ [A] whoa, [D] whoa, whoa, [G] whoa, whoa.
[F#] Whoa, _ [B] _ whoa, _
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[G] whoa, whoa, [F#] whoa, whoa.
[B] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ Whoa, _
[D] _ _ _ [B] whoa.
Do you [D] know the way to Santa [B] Fe?
You know, [D] dump the weeds, prairie [F#m] _ [F] dogs. _
_ [B] Yeah. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
New York City.
[D] Center of the universe.
[B] Sang it, girl.
Times are shitty, [D] but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse.
I hear that.
[B] It's a comfort to know, [D] when you're singing the hit-the-road blues,
[B] that anywhere else you could possibly [D] go after New [B] York would be_
_ a pleasure cruise.
Now you're [D] talking.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [B] Well, I'm thwarted by a [D] metaphysical puzzle,
_ and [B] I'm sick of grading papers [D] that I know.
_ [B] I'm shouting in my sleep, I [D] need a muzzle,
_ [B] and all this misery pays no [D] salary, so_
Let's open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe.
[D] Sunny [A] Santa Fe [F#] would be nice.
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and leave [A] this to the roaches [F#] and _ mice.
[D] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[B] You teach?
Yeah, I teach.
[D] Computer-age philosophy.
[B] When my students would rather watch TV.
[D] America.
[B] America, you're as sensitive as steet.
[D] Bust a sauce [A] on to the meat.
[Bm] You can make the [B] menu sparkle [D] with rhyme.
You [B] can drum a gentle drum.
[D] I can see guests as they come,
chatting [B] not about [D] Heidegger, but wine. _
Let's open [A] up a [B] restaurant in Santa Fe.
[A] Our labors would be [B] financial gain. _ _
[D] We'll open [A] up a restaurant [B] in Santa Fe,
[D] and save [A] from [F#] devastation our brain.
[D] We'll pack up all our junk and [B] fly so [F#] far away.
[D] Devote [A] ourselves to [B] projects that _ sell.
[D] We'll [A] open up a restaurant [B] in Santa [D] Fe.
Look at [A] this cold [F#] bohemian _ hell.
[D] _ [E] Whoa, _ [A] whoa, [D] whoa, whoa, [G] whoa, whoa.
[F#] Whoa, _ [B] _ whoa, _
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[G] whoa, whoa, [F#] whoa, whoa.
[B] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ Whoa, _
[D] _ _ _ [B] whoa.
Do you [D] know the way to Santa [B] Fe?
You know, [D] dump the weeds, prairie [F#m] _ [F] dogs. _
_ [B] Yeah. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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