Chords for Seth Avett Sings, Willie Got There First
Tempo:
153.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
D
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[A]
[D]
Well, it struck me how cold the rain was, but I didn't look for cover [G] at all.
I [A] just stood there face to face with my love, watching her teardrops fall.
And [D] as sad as it was, her blue eyes inspired me, [D] switched on a light in my [G] mind.
And [A] when she was gone, I wrote down a song to claim the moment as mine.
[G] But Willie [A] got there [D] first, put [G]
heartache and [A] heartbreak [D] into [G] a verse.
[B] Like an alchemist turning [G#] his sorrow to [A]
gold, [E] lyrics like [A] maps for a soul.
Eloquent [G] truth in a common [A] man's words.
I [G]
had such [A] a good idea for a [G] song, but [Bm]
Willie [A] got there [D] first.
[A]
[D] The phases and stages of life, they were changing, and I was sure changing [G] too.
[A] The rivers of whiskey and bloody merry mornings were [G] causing my plans to [A] fall through.
But when I was down, I met me an angel flying too close to the [G]
ground.
And we rose up together, and the victory moved me [G] to make a musical [A] sound.
But Willie [A] got [D] there first, put [G] falling [A] in love to a beautiful [G] verse.
Like the [B] brushstrokes of a renaissance [Bm] master so [A] bold, still lives of cold black and gold.
Breathtaking [G]
countryside, [E] landscapes [A] of words.
I [G] had [A] such a good [D] idea for [G] a song, but [Bm] Willie [A]
got there [D] first.
[C#] [A]
The rhymes are [D] already written, the rhythm laid down by the [D] band.
[C#m]
[C] The [B] melody's already been brought to life by [E] the piano player's right hand.
Bobby, play [D] it pretty, lead that harp solo [A] in.
[B] And Mickey, take [B] us home one more time, then [E] let's get on the road [A] again.
I'm [D] crazy for feeling so lonely with [D] my family and so many [G] friends.
I [A] know how it is with life as with love when one ends, another begins.
[D] To live well, you must be tougher than leather and tender as a babe in a [G] manger.
[A] Let's lift up a glass of yesterday's wine [G] and cheers to the red-headed [A] stranger.
Cause Willie [A] got [D] there first, fit [G] God and the [A]
devil into the [G] same verse.
Like [B] a preacher man [E]
letting his sermon [A] unfold,
[G] tune like a cure for a soul.
The [G] truth [E] in a [A] cowboy's words.
I [G] had [A] such a good idea for [G] a song, but [Bm] Willie [A]
got there [D] first.
[G]
Yeah, Willie
[A] got there [D] first.
[N]
[A]
[D]
Well, it struck me how cold the rain was, but I didn't look for cover [G] at all.
I [A] just stood there face to face with my love, watching her teardrops fall.
And [D] as sad as it was, her blue eyes inspired me, [D] switched on a light in my [G] mind.
And [A] when she was gone, I wrote down a song to claim the moment as mine.
[G] But Willie [A] got there [D] first, put [G]
heartache and [A] heartbreak [D] into [G] a verse.
[B] Like an alchemist turning [G#] his sorrow to [A]
gold, [E] lyrics like [A] maps for a soul.
Eloquent [G] truth in a common [A] man's words.
I [G]
had such [A] a good idea for a [G] song, but [Bm]
Willie [A] got there [D] first.
[A]
[D] The phases and stages of life, they were changing, and I was sure changing [G] too.
[A] The rivers of whiskey and bloody merry mornings were [G] causing my plans to [A] fall through.
But when I was down, I met me an angel flying too close to the [G]
ground.
And we rose up together, and the victory moved me [G] to make a musical [A] sound.
But Willie [A] got [D] there first, put [G] falling [A] in love to a beautiful [G] verse.
Like the [B] brushstrokes of a renaissance [Bm] master so [A] bold, still lives of cold black and gold.
Breathtaking [G]
countryside, [E] landscapes [A] of words.
I [G] had [A] such a good [D] idea for [G] a song, but [Bm] Willie [A]
got there [D] first.
[C#] [A]
The rhymes are [D] already written, the rhythm laid down by the [D] band.
[C#m]
[C] The [B] melody's already been brought to life by [E] the piano player's right hand.
Bobby, play [D] it pretty, lead that harp solo [A] in.
[B] And Mickey, take [B] us home one more time, then [E] let's get on the road [A] again.
I'm [D] crazy for feeling so lonely with [D] my family and so many [G] friends.
I [A] know how it is with life as with love when one ends, another begins.
[D] To live well, you must be tougher than leather and tender as a babe in a [G] manger.
[A] Let's lift up a glass of yesterday's wine [G] and cheers to the red-headed [A] stranger.
Cause Willie [A] got [D] there first, fit [G] God and the [A]
devil into the [G] same verse.
Like [B] a preacher man [E]
letting his sermon [A] unfold,
[G] tune like a cure for a soul.
The [G] truth [E] in a [A] cowboy's words.
I [G] had [A] such a good idea for [G] a song, but [Bm] Willie [A]
got there [D] first.
[G]
Yeah, Willie
[A] got there [D] first.
[N]
Key:
A
G
D
B
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A
G
D
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Well, it struck me how cold the rain was, _ _ but I didn't look for cover [G] at all.
_ _ _ I [A] just stood there face to face with my love, _ watching her teardrops fall.
_ _ _ And [D] as sad as it was, her blue eyes inspired me, _ [D] switched on a light in my [G] mind. _ _ _
And [A] when she was gone, _ I wrote down a song to claim the moment as mine. _ _ _
_ [G] But Willie _ [A] got there [D] first, _ _ _ put [G]
heartache and [A] heartbreak [D] into [G] a verse.
_ _ _ _ [B] Like an _ alchemist turning [G#] his sorrow to [A]
gold, _ _ _ _ [E] _ lyrics like [A] maps for a soul. _ _
Eloquent [G] truth _ in a common [A] man's words.
_ _ _ I [G]
had such [A] a good idea for a [G] song, _ _ _ but [Bm]
Willie _ [A] got there [D] first. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] The phases and stages of life, they were changing, and I was sure changing [G] too. _ _
_ _ [A] The rivers of whiskey and bloody merry mornings were [G] causing my plans to [A] fall through. _
_ _ _ But when I was down, I met me an angel _ _ flying too close to the [G]
ground.
_ _ _ And we rose up together, _ and the victory moved me [G] to make a musical _ [A] sound.
_ _ _ But Willie [A] _ got [D] there first, _ _ _ put [G] falling [A] in love to a beautiful [G] verse. _
_ _ Like the [B] brushstrokes of a renaissance _ [Bm] master so [A] bold, _ _ _ _ still lives of cold black and gold.
_ _ Breathtaking [G]
countryside, _ [E] landscapes [A] of words. _
_ _ I [G] had [A] such a good _ [D] idea for [G] a song, _ _ _ but [Bm] Willie _ [A] _
got there [D] first. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [A]
The rhymes are _ [D] already written, _ _ _ _ the rhythm laid down by the [D] band.
_ _ [C#m] _
[C] The [B] _ melody's already been brought to life by [E] the piano _ player's right hand.
_ Bobby, play [D] it pretty, _ _ _ _ _ lead that harp solo [A] in.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] And Mickey, take [B] us _ home one more time, then [E] let's get on the road [A] _ again.
_ _ I'm [D] crazy for feeling so lonely _ _ with [D] my family and so many [G] friends.
_ _ _ I [A] know how it is _ with life as with love when one ends, another _ begins.
_ _ _ _ [D] To live well, you must be tougher than leather and tender as a babe in a [G] manger.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] Let's lift up a glass of yesterday's wine [G] and cheers to the red-headed _ [A] stranger.
_ _ _ Cause Willie _ [A] _ got [D] there first, _ _ fit [G] God and the [A]
devil into the [G] same verse. _
_ _ Like [B] a preacher man [E]
letting his sermon _ [A] _ unfold,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] tune like a cure for a soul.
_ _ _ The [G] truth _ [E] in a _ [A] cowboy's words. _
_ _ I [G] had [A] such a good _ idea for [G] a song, _ _ _ but [Bm] Willie _ [A] _
got there [D] first.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ Yeah, Willie _
[A] got there [D] first. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Well, it struck me how cold the rain was, _ _ but I didn't look for cover [G] at all.
_ _ _ I [A] just stood there face to face with my love, _ watching her teardrops fall.
_ _ _ And [D] as sad as it was, her blue eyes inspired me, _ [D] switched on a light in my [G] mind. _ _ _
And [A] when she was gone, _ I wrote down a song to claim the moment as mine. _ _ _
_ [G] But Willie _ [A] got there [D] first, _ _ _ put [G]
heartache and [A] heartbreak [D] into [G] a verse.
_ _ _ _ [B] Like an _ alchemist turning [G#] his sorrow to [A]
gold, _ _ _ _ [E] _ lyrics like [A] maps for a soul. _ _
Eloquent [G] truth _ in a common [A] man's words.
_ _ _ I [G]
had such [A] a good idea for a [G] song, _ _ _ but [Bm]
Willie _ [A] got there [D] first. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] The phases and stages of life, they were changing, and I was sure changing [G] too. _ _
_ _ [A] The rivers of whiskey and bloody merry mornings were [G] causing my plans to [A] fall through. _
_ _ _ But when I was down, I met me an angel _ _ flying too close to the [G]
ground.
_ _ _ And we rose up together, _ and the victory moved me [G] to make a musical _ [A] sound.
_ _ _ But Willie [A] _ got [D] there first, _ _ _ put [G] falling [A] in love to a beautiful [G] verse. _
_ _ Like the [B] brushstrokes of a renaissance _ [Bm] master so [A] bold, _ _ _ _ still lives of cold black and gold.
_ _ Breathtaking [G]
countryside, _ [E] landscapes [A] of words. _
_ _ I [G] had [A] such a good _ [D] idea for [G] a song, _ _ _ but [Bm] Willie _ [A] _
got there [D] first. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [A]
The rhymes are _ [D] already written, _ _ _ _ the rhythm laid down by the [D] band.
_ _ [C#m] _
[C] The [B] _ melody's already been brought to life by [E] the piano _ player's right hand.
_ Bobby, play [D] it pretty, _ _ _ _ _ lead that harp solo [A] in.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] And Mickey, take [B] us _ home one more time, then [E] let's get on the road [A] _ again.
_ _ I'm [D] crazy for feeling so lonely _ _ with [D] my family and so many [G] friends.
_ _ _ I [A] know how it is _ with life as with love when one ends, another _ begins.
_ _ _ _ [D] To live well, you must be tougher than leather and tender as a babe in a [G] manger.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] Let's lift up a glass of yesterday's wine [G] and cheers to the red-headed _ [A] stranger.
_ _ _ Cause Willie _ [A] _ got [D] there first, _ _ fit [G] God and the [A]
devil into the [G] same verse. _
_ _ Like [B] a preacher man [E]
letting his sermon _ [A] _ unfold,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] tune like a cure for a soul.
_ _ _ The [G] truth _ [E] in a _ [A] cowboy's words. _
_ _ I [G] had [A] such a good _ idea for [G] a song, _ _ _ but [Bm] Willie _ [A] _
got there [D] first.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ Yeah, Willie _
[A] got there [D] first. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _