Chords for Shakey Graves - City in a Bottle
Tempo:
103.45 bpm
Chords used:
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F
Fm
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[E] [Gb] This is another song that came out of that New York trip.
This is the first time I ever met a prostitute.
And her name was Crip-on [N] Freak, and she was sitting on the subway [Gbm] next to me.
And her angle was like,
you need to fix them or go home with me.
that's okay.
rapped her name at me.
perfect, it was great.
This is the first time I ever met a prostitute.
And her name was Crip-on [N] Freak, and she was sitting on the subway [Gbm] next to me.
And her angle was like,
you need to fix them or go home with me.
that's okay.
rapped her name at me.
perfect, it was great.
100% ➙ 103BPM
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_ [E] _ [Gb] This is another song that came out of that New York trip.
This is the first time I ever met a prostitute. _ _
And her name was Crip-on [N] Freak, and she was sitting on the subway [Gbm] next to me.
And her angle was like,
[Gb] Yo, I like your boots.
[G] Uh, you need to fix them or go home with me.
I was like, oh, _ that's okay.
_ _ But she was a trip, she was a really, she rapped her name at me.
My name is Crip-on.
_ Which is perfect, it was great.
_ But, uh, _ [Gbm] this is a song about the [Bb] city.
You might want to [F] listen to it. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, well, the cold [Cm] is a hard [Bbm] time finding me
[Fm] I'm like the [C] stuff folks [Bbm] I know _
[Db] Yeah, all [C] the men [Bbm] now _
swear [Fm] are worried [Cm] about the [Bbm] snow
Yeah, when your pocket's filled with dog tails
Boy, your heart won't get to me
[F] Yeah, it's a wicked thing
[C] _ _ that owns [Fm] this town _ _ _ _
[F] Boy, it's so true
Take me home, sweet mommy _
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] I'll keep _ on the tree, I'll keep the tree
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ Half of that, half of mine
[F] I'm carrying her [C] away
from that wicked [F] thing outside
Take me home, [C] sweet mommy
_ Oh, _ that song can't be sung [Fm] alone
[Fm] That happy bird's eyes and [Bbm] that focus
That's a problem [C] for [Bbm] us
I [Fm] have never _ [Bbm] raised a soul
Boy, it's a _ _ [Db] burden to set me _
[Bbm] That cherries are more than [Db] gold
Yeah, it's [F] a shelter from [C] everything
That won't do to look [Fm] old
_ _ _ Boy, it's like [C] snow
It's a constant longing to be
[Db] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ Lord, I'll keep the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[F] younger,
lower than I had half of mine
I'll carry her away
from [Bbm] that wicked thing [Fm] outside _
Oh, and [Bbm] the water runs [Cm] cold
And the [Db] dirt screams
[Bbm] Oh, and the song of the dirt
[Db] You're out _ _ [Fm] for a pay-roll
You can [C] keep the water
[C] You _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
can keep the water
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
This is the first time I ever met a prostitute. _ _
And her name was Crip-on [N] Freak, and she was sitting on the subway [Gbm] next to me.
And her angle was like,
[Gb] Yo, I like your boots.
[G] Uh, you need to fix them or go home with me.
I was like, oh, _ that's okay.
_ _ But she was a trip, she was a really, she rapped her name at me.
My name is Crip-on.
_ Which is perfect, it was great.
_ But, uh, _ [Gbm] this is a song about the [Bb] city.
You might want to [F] listen to it. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, well, the cold [Cm] is a hard [Bbm] time finding me
[Fm] I'm like the [C] stuff folks [Bbm] I know _
[Db] Yeah, all [C] the men [Bbm] now _
swear [Fm] are worried [Cm] about the [Bbm] snow
Yeah, when your pocket's filled with dog tails
Boy, your heart won't get to me
[F] Yeah, it's a wicked thing
[C] _ _ that owns [Fm] this town _ _ _ _
[F] Boy, it's so true
Take me home, sweet mommy _
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] I'll keep _ on the tree, I'll keep the tree
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ Half of that, half of mine
[F] I'm carrying her [C] away
from that wicked [F] thing outside
Take me home, [C] sweet mommy
_ Oh, _ that song can't be sung [Fm] alone
[Fm] That happy bird's eyes and [Bbm] that focus
That's a problem [C] for [Bbm] us
I [Fm] have never _ [Bbm] raised a soul
Boy, it's a _ _ [Db] burden to set me _
[Bbm] That cherries are more than [Db] gold
Yeah, it's [F] a shelter from [C] everything
That won't do to look [Fm] old
_ _ _ Boy, it's like [C] snow
It's a constant longing to be
[Db] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ Lord, I'll keep the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[F] younger,
lower than I had half of mine
I'll carry her away
from [Bbm] that wicked thing [Fm] outside _
Oh, and [Bbm] the water runs [Cm] cold
And the [Db] dirt screams
[Bbm] Oh, and the song of the dirt
[Db] You're out _ _ [Fm] for a pay-roll
You can [C] keep the water
[C] You _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
can keep the water
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _