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