Chords for Richard Dobson - Hard By The Highway
Tempo:
100.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
A
Am
F
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [G] I'll give you a drink and you light that cigarette and give me [A] a hug.
That's my last drink of hard whiskey for the evening.
[Am] Your last drink?
Unless I
I bet you [A] five dollars.
[G]
[F]
[Em]
[G] You should [Em] [A]
come here.
You ready?
Now come on man, it's in your shirt and it's [G] burning.
It's in my shirt [F] and it's burning?
[Am] Yeah.
Show me [A] yours.
No, just show me your unlit [G] one.
[A] Just [D] keep that one.
We're in the movies.
[A]
Yeah, really.
[G] I'm [Am] one of who?
[A] [Am]
[G]
[F]
[E]
[A] [Am]
It's five hundred miles from the Mexican [Em] border [G] and the days are getting shorter.
Nights are getting colder, [F] it's hard by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older, [A] the days keep on running down.
Through the [Am] seasons, [G] they're running like a prairie fire.
Wild with no reason, [F] the devil's to blame.
For the moments he sees [E] us, still nothing is lost.
That's left to believe [A] in, he's got little to lose.
His only companions [G] are the liquor that he loves.
The rambling and the gambling, the [F] coyote answers.
Back in the [E] canyon, he's hungry for more.
Plain understanding, [Am] sometimes it gets hard.
Sometimes it's amusing, [G] kindness to fade.
It's just a delusion, [F] finding what to make of confusion.
[E] There'd be no nothing, [A] [Am]
[G]
[F]
[E]
[Am]
still he dreams of a lady.
Who lay down beside him, he prays [G] for a day.
When the sweet lord will guide [F] him, one day he might drink.
All the poison inside [E] him, let him hang up his list.
With his family behind him, but it's [Am] 500 miles from the Mexican [G] border.
His white skin covers [F] his heart by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older.
[A]
That's my last drink of hard whiskey for the evening.
[Am] Your last drink?
Unless I
I bet you [A] five dollars.
[G]
[F]
[Em]
[G] You should [Em] [A]
come here.
You ready?
Now come on man, it's in your shirt and it's [G] burning.
It's in my shirt [F] and it's burning?
[Am] Yeah.
Show me [A] yours.
No, just show me your unlit [G] one.
[A] Just [D] keep that one.
We're in the movies.
[A]
Yeah, really.
[G] I'm [Am] one of who?
[A] [Am]
[G]
[F]
[E]
[A] [Am]
It's five hundred miles from the Mexican [Em] border [G] and the days are getting shorter.
Nights are getting colder, [F] it's hard by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older, [A] the days keep on running down.
Through the [Am] seasons, [G] they're running like a prairie fire.
Wild with no reason, [F] the devil's to blame.
For the moments he sees [E] us, still nothing is lost.
That's left to believe [A] in, he's got little to lose.
His only companions [G] are the liquor that he loves.
The rambling and the gambling, the [F] coyote answers.
Back in the [E] canyon, he's hungry for more.
Plain understanding, [Am] sometimes it gets hard.
Sometimes it's amusing, [G] kindness to fade.
It's just a delusion, [F] finding what to make of confusion.
[E] There'd be no nothing, [A] [Am]
[G]
[F]
[E]
[Am]
still he dreams of a lady.
Who lay down beside him, he prays [G] for a day.
When the sweet lord will guide [F] him, one day he might drink.
All the poison inside [E] him, let him hang up his list.
With his family behind him, but it's [Am] 500 miles from the Mexican [G] border.
His white skin covers [F] his heart by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older.
[A]
Key:
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A
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[N] _ _ _ [G] _ _ I'll give you a drink and you light that cigarette and give me [A] a hug. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ That's my last drink of hard whiskey for the evening.
[Am] Your last drink?
Unless I_
I bet you [A] five dollars.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[G] You should [Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ come here.
You ready?
Now come on man, it's in your shirt and it's [G] burning.
It's in my shirt [F] and it's burning?
[Am] Yeah.
Show me [A] yours.
No, just show me your unlit [G] one.
_ [A] Just [D] keep that one. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We're in the movies.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Yeah, really. _ _
[G] I'm [Am] one of who?
_ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ It's five hundred miles from the Mexican [Em] border [G] and the days are getting shorter.
Nights are getting colder, [F] it's hard by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older, [A] the days keep on running down.
Through the [Am] seasons, [G] they're running like a prairie fire.
Wild with no reason, [F] the devil's to blame.
For the moments he sees [E] us, still nothing is lost.
That's left to believe [A] in, _ _ _ _ _ he's got little to lose.
His only companions [G] are the liquor that he loves.
The rambling and the gambling, the [F] coyote answers.
Back in the [E] canyon, he's hungry for more.
Plain _ understanding, [Am] sometimes it gets hard.
Sometimes it's amusing, [G] kindness to fade.
It's just a delusion, [F] finding what to make of confusion.
_ [E] There'd be no nothing, [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ still he dreams of a lady.
Who lay down beside him, he prays [G] for a day.
When the sweet lord will guide [F] him, one day he might drink.
All the poison inside [E] him, let him hang up his list.
With his family behind him, but it's [Am] 500 miles from the Mexican [G] border.
His _ _ white skin covers [F] his heart by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ That's my last drink of hard whiskey for the evening.
[Am] Your last drink?
Unless I_
I bet you [A] five dollars.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[G] You should [Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ come here.
You ready?
Now come on man, it's in your shirt and it's [G] burning.
It's in my shirt [F] and it's burning?
[Am] Yeah.
Show me [A] yours.
No, just show me your unlit [G] one.
_ [A] Just [D] keep that one. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We're in the movies.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Yeah, really. _ _
[G] I'm [Am] one of who?
_ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ It's five hundred miles from the Mexican [Em] border [G] and the days are getting shorter.
Nights are getting colder, [F] it's hard by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older, [A] the days keep on running down.
Through the [Am] seasons, [G] they're running like a prairie fire.
Wild with no reason, [F] the devil's to blame.
For the moments he sees [E] us, still nothing is lost.
That's left to believe [A] in, _ _ _ _ _ he's got little to lose.
His only companions [G] are the liquor that he loves.
The rambling and the gambling, the [F] coyote answers.
Back in the [E] canyon, he's hungry for more.
Plain _ understanding, [Am] sometimes it gets hard.
Sometimes it's amusing, [G] kindness to fade.
It's just a delusion, [F] finding what to make of confusion.
_ [E] There'd be no nothing, [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ still he dreams of a lady.
Who lay down beside him, he prays [G] for a day.
When the sweet lord will guide [F] him, one day he might drink.
All the poison inside [E] him, let him hang up his list.
With his family behind him, but it's [Am] 500 miles from the Mexican [G] border.
His _ _ white skin covers [F] his heart by the highway.
He leans on her shoulder [E] just a little bit tired.
And a little bit older.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _