Chords for Ry Cooder - The Prodigal Son (Live in studio)
Tempo:
120.1 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
F#m
A
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[F#m]
[B] [F#m]
[F#] [F#m]
[F#]
[Am]
[B] [A]
[F#] [F#m] Nice.
Well, [F#]
the prodigal son was an old child.
His mind was not to obey.
But after he left his father's house, he thought he [E] had gone [F#] astray.
And that's why I believe.
Go back home, [B] my father.
Go back [F#] home, cause I believe.
Go back home and [B] [F#m] be the son [F#] of it all.
Well, his father saw him coming.
[A]
[B] And he met him with [E] a smile.
[F#] He threw his arms around him.
He said, [G#m] now that [F#m] is my daughter and child.
[F#] And that is why I believe.
Go back [A] home, my [B] father.
I will go back home, [F#] my father.
I will go back home [C#] and [B] [A] be the [F#m] son [F#] of it all.
Father [E] [C#m]
[B] [F#m]
[F#]
[B] [E] [B]
[F#] asked the prodigal, [F#m]
[B] son, why have you been gone so long?
What made you [F#] so love the world?
[B] I forget [A] your [F#] happy home.
But the prodigal said, I really searched the world for [F#m] true religion.
[B] No faith, no peace could I [F#] find.
Till I came to a little place called Bakersfield.
That [F#m] again, my heart, soul, [F#] and mind.
[B] Go back home, [E] [B] my father.
Go back home, cause I [F#] believe.
Go [B] back [C#] home and [F#m] be the son of it [F#] all.
I wandered into a tavern where [B] a music band was playing.
[F#] Well, the steel guitar rang out so sweet.
[B] I feel that I was praying.
I asked the [F#] coming waitress, hey baby, [B] is this a new teaching?
[F#] She said, there is no God but God.
And Robin Wooten is his name.
I said, let me empty your ass tray, Mr.
Mooney.
[A]
[B] And if the drunks interfere, I'll be sad.
[F#] As long as you sit there on the bandstand and play your guitar like Buddha, [B] I'll be glad.
I'm going [F#] to get wild.
[B] [F#]
[C] [B] [F#]
I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
[B] I believe that I will go back home.
[F#] Oh Lord, have mercy.
[C#m] And [B] be the [F#m] servant [F#] of the Lord.
[B] I believe, [F#] I believe, [B]
be the servant of the Lord.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
[F#m] [F#]
[Bm] [F#m]
[B] [F#m]
[B] [F#m] [F#]
[B]
[F#m]
[F#]
[D] [F#] Well, I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
I believe, [N] I believe [B] that I [G] will go back [F#] home.
I believe I will go back home [D] and [C#] be the servant [B] of the Lord. [F#m] The Lord.
[E] [F#]
[F#m] [F#]
[F#m]
[B] [F#m]
[F#] [F#m]
[F#]
[Am]
[B] [A]
[F#] [F#m] Nice.
Well, [F#]
the prodigal son was an old child.
His mind was not to obey.
But after he left his father's house, he thought he [E] had gone [F#] astray.
And that's why I believe.
Go back home, [B] my father.
Go back [F#] home, cause I believe.
Go back home and [B] [F#m] be the son [F#] of it all.
Well, his father saw him coming.
[A]
[B] And he met him with [E] a smile.
[F#] He threw his arms around him.
He said, [G#m] now that [F#m] is my daughter and child.
[F#] And that is why I believe.
Go back [A] home, my [B] father.
I will go back home, [F#] my father.
I will go back home [C#] and [B] [A] be the [F#m] son [F#] of it all.
Father [E] [C#m]
[B] [F#m]
[F#]
[B] [E] [B]
[F#] asked the prodigal, [F#m]
[B] son, why have you been gone so long?
What made you [F#] so love the world?
[B] I forget [A] your [F#] happy home.
But the prodigal said, I really searched the world for [F#m] true religion.
[B] No faith, no peace could I [F#] find.
Till I came to a little place called Bakersfield.
That [F#m] again, my heart, soul, [F#] and mind.
[B] Go back home, [E] [B] my father.
Go back home, cause I [F#] believe.
Go [B] back [C#] home and [F#m] be the son of it [F#] all.
I wandered into a tavern where [B] a music band was playing.
[F#] Well, the steel guitar rang out so sweet.
[B] I feel that I was praying.
I asked the [F#] coming waitress, hey baby, [B] is this a new teaching?
[F#] She said, there is no God but God.
And Robin Wooten is his name.
I said, let me empty your ass tray, Mr.
Mooney.
[A]
[B] And if the drunks interfere, I'll be sad.
[F#] As long as you sit there on the bandstand and play your guitar like Buddha, [B] I'll be glad.
I'm going [F#] to get wild.
[B] [F#]
[C] [B] [F#]
I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
[B] I believe that I will go back home.
[F#] Oh Lord, have mercy.
[C#m] And [B] be the [F#m] servant [F#] of the Lord.
[B] I believe, [F#] I believe, [B]
be the servant of the Lord.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
[F#m] [F#]
[Bm] [F#m]
[B] [F#m]
[B] [F#m] [F#]
[B]
[F#m]
[F#]
[D] [F#] Well, I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
I believe, [N] I believe [B] that I [G] will go back [F#] home.
I believe I will go back home [D] and [C#] be the servant [B] of the Lord. [F#m] The Lord.
[E] [F#]
[F#m] [F#]
Key:
F#
B
F#m
A
E
F#
B
F#m
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Nice.
Well, _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
the prodigal son was an old child.
His mind was not to obey. _ _
But after he left his father's house, he thought he [E] had gone [F#] astray.
And that's why I believe.
_ _ _ Go back home, [B] my _ _ father.
Go back [F#] home, cause I believe.
_ _ Go back home and [B] [F#m] be the son [F#] of it all.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Well, his father saw him coming.
_ [A]
[B] And he met him with [E] a smile. _
[F#] He threw his arms around him.
He said, [G#m] now that [F#m] is my daughter and child.
[F#] And that is why I _ believe.
Go back [A] home, my [B] father.
_ _ I will go back home, [F#] my father.
_ I will go back home [C#] and [B] [A] be the [F#m] son [F#] of it all. _
_ _ _ Father [E] _ _ [C#m] _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _
[F#] _ _ asked the prodigal, _ _ [F#m]
[B] son, why have you been gone so long?
What made you [F#] so love the world? _ _ _
[B] I forget [A] your [F#] happy home.
But the prodigal said, I really searched the world for [F#m] true religion.
[B] _ No faith, no peace could I [F#] find.
Till I came to a little place called Bakersfield.
That [F#m] again, my heart, soul, [F#] and mind. _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ Go back home, [E] _ [B] _ _ my father.
Go back home, cause I [F#] believe.
_ _ Go [B] back [C#] home and [F#m] be the son of it [F#] all. _
I wandered into a tavern _ where [B] a music band was playing. _ _ _ _
[F#] Well, the steel guitar rang out so sweet.
[B] I feel that I was praying. _ _ _
I asked the [F#] coming waitress, hey baby, _ [B] is this a new teaching?
_ _ _ [F#] She said, there is no God but God. _
And Robin Wooten _ is his name.
I said, let me empty your ass tray, Mr.
Mooney.
[A] _
[B] And if the drunks interfere, I'll be sad. _
_ [F#] As long as you sit there on the bandstand and play your guitar like Buddha, [B] I'll be glad.
I'm going [F#] to get wild. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [B] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
[B] _ I believe that I will go back home.
[F#] _ Oh Lord, _ have mercy. _ _
[C#m] And [B] be the [F#m] servant [F#] of the Lord.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] I believe, _ _ _ _ [F#] I believe, _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ be the servant of the Lord.
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [F#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [D] _ [F#] _ _ _ Well, I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
I believe, [N] I believe [B] that I [G] will go back [F#] home.
I _ believe I will go back home [D] and [C#] be the servant _ _ _ [B] of the Lord. [F#m] The Lord. _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Nice.
Well, _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
the prodigal son was an old child.
His mind was not to obey. _ _
But after he left his father's house, he thought he [E] had gone [F#] astray.
And that's why I believe.
_ _ _ Go back home, [B] my _ _ father.
Go back [F#] home, cause I believe.
_ _ Go back home and [B] [F#m] be the son [F#] of it all.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Well, his father saw him coming.
_ [A]
[B] And he met him with [E] a smile. _
[F#] He threw his arms around him.
He said, [G#m] now that [F#m] is my daughter and child.
[F#] And that is why I _ believe.
Go back [A] home, my [B] father.
_ _ I will go back home, [F#] my father.
_ I will go back home [C#] and [B] [A] be the [F#m] son [F#] of it all. _
_ _ _ Father [E] _ _ [C#m] _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _
[F#] _ _ asked the prodigal, _ _ [F#m]
[B] son, why have you been gone so long?
What made you [F#] so love the world? _ _ _
[B] I forget [A] your [F#] happy home.
But the prodigal said, I really searched the world for [F#m] true religion.
[B] _ No faith, no peace could I [F#] find.
Till I came to a little place called Bakersfield.
That [F#m] again, my heart, soul, [F#] and mind. _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ Go back home, [E] _ [B] _ _ my father.
Go back home, cause I [F#] believe.
_ _ Go [B] back [C#] home and [F#m] be the son of it [F#] all. _
I wandered into a tavern _ where [B] a music band was playing. _ _ _ _
[F#] Well, the steel guitar rang out so sweet.
[B] I feel that I was praying. _ _ _
I asked the [F#] coming waitress, hey baby, _ [B] is this a new teaching?
_ _ _ [F#] She said, there is no God but God. _
And Robin Wooten _ is his name.
I said, let me empty your ass tray, Mr.
Mooney.
[A] _
[B] And if the drunks interfere, I'll be sad. _
_ [F#] As long as you sit there on the bandstand and play your guitar like Buddha, [B] I'll be glad.
I'm going [F#] to get wild. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [B] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
[B] _ I believe that I will go back home.
[F#] _ Oh Lord, _ have mercy. _ _
[C#m] And [B] be the [F#m] servant [F#] of the Lord.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] I believe, _ _ _ _ [F#] I believe, _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ be the servant of the Lord.
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [F#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [D] _ [F#] _ _ _ Well, I believe, I believe, I will go back home.
I believe, [N] I believe [B] that I [G] will go back [F#] home.
I _ believe I will go back home [D] and [C#] be the servant _ _ _ [B] of the Lord. [F#m] The Lord. _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _