Chords for Shawn Colvin Polaroids
Tempo:
88.95 bpm
Chords used:
F
Gm
Bb
C
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Sean Colvin sang with Mary Chapin Carpenter and Roseanne Cash at the Bob Dylan tribute concert.
This is a song called Polaroids.
It was written in several different places.
It started in New York City a couple of years ago.
It took about a year to finish.
The reason it's called [E] Polaroids is that I didn't have an ending for the [Ab] song and I [F] dreamed one.
[Eb] In the dream, a man and a woman, lovers I guess, were taking each other's picture with a Polaroid camera.
It was one of those dreams that really stuck with me and made a great ending to the song, I think.
As I looked over the song, I realized it was one of those stream of consciousness songs that almost seemed like snapshots of life, my life.
Hence the name, Polaroids.
[F]
[Bb] [F]
[Gm]
[F]
[Gm] [F]
[Gm] [F]
And lay me [Fm] down [G] on your bed
[F] [Bb] For liking me to wash you
[F] Blackened and spit [Ab]-shone through
Looking back home to you
[C] Smiling back home to you
Singing back [Bb] home to you
[F] Laughing back home to [Gm] you
Dragging back home to you
[F] I was [Bb] so weary then
The ugly [F] American
Thinner [C] than oxygen
[Fm] Tough as [Gm] ever
[F] He said, you can lie to me
I own what's inside of me
And nothing surprises [Gm] me anymore
[Bb] But forests in [F] Germany
Kids in the Toulouse
[Ab] Broken down fortresses
In old [C] Italy
[Fm] And claiming his [Bb] [F] victory
[Dm] Shrouded in mystery
He [Gm] went running away with me
In [F] our [C] home [F] New York
[Bb] Walking these [C] streets [F] for an hour
We all in our uniforms
[Gm] Black and black
Doing [F] that slouching job
[Dm] The artist [F] must survive
We got all we need
We cried [Dm] and we don't [Gm] look back
[F] And [Bb] thinking we had [F] it made
Poised for the hit parade
[Ab] He deep in accolades
The conceptual [C] pair
[F] But ever the mild content
He left [Gm] without incident
Vanished in tooth and hair
[F] Now I [D] am amazed
Words can fill [Gm] up a [C] page
Pages [F] fill up the days
Between [Gm] him and me
[F] The vows that [C] we never [Bb] keep
From bedrooms to [F] business speak
We remember how cheap words [Gm] can [F] be
[Bb] And the letters I [F] wrote you
Were those of the desperate [Ab] stuff
Like begging for love
In a [C] suicide [F] dress
That I am too young to die
Too [Dm] old for a love
I'm tired for [F] life [Gm] on the ledge
[F] But I had a dream [Bb] last night
Lovers who walked [F] the plank
Out on the edge of [Gm] time Amidst ridicule
[Fm] They laughed as they [Bb] rocked in a reel
Over the mining [F] fields
Coming to rest on [Dm] this [Gm]
gold
[F] [Bb] They just took [F] Polaroids
For a smile in the [Ab] light
Of the dawn [Gm] of [Ab] the menacing [C] sky
[F] And before they went overboard
[Dm] She turned and held up a card
And it said Valentine
[Gm] And I cried
[F] Oh, [Bb] yeah [F] Oh
[Gm] [F]
This is a song called Polaroids.
It was written in several different places.
It started in New York City a couple of years ago.
It took about a year to finish.
The reason it's called [E] Polaroids is that I didn't have an ending for the [Ab] song and I [F] dreamed one.
[Eb] In the dream, a man and a woman, lovers I guess, were taking each other's picture with a Polaroid camera.
It was one of those dreams that really stuck with me and made a great ending to the song, I think.
As I looked over the song, I realized it was one of those stream of consciousness songs that almost seemed like snapshots of life, my life.
Hence the name, Polaroids.
[F]
[Bb] [F]
[Gm]
[F]
[Gm] [F]
[Gm] [F]
And lay me [Fm] down [G] on your bed
[F] [Bb] For liking me to wash you
[F] Blackened and spit [Ab]-shone through
Looking back home to you
[C] Smiling back home to you
Singing back [Bb] home to you
[F] Laughing back home to [Gm] you
Dragging back home to you
[F] I was [Bb] so weary then
The ugly [F] American
Thinner [C] than oxygen
[Fm] Tough as [Gm] ever
[F] He said, you can lie to me
I own what's inside of me
And nothing surprises [Gm] me anymore
[Bb] But forests in [F] Germany
Kids in the Toulouse
[Ab] Broken down fortresses
In old [C] Italy
[Fm] And claiming his [Bb] [F] victory
[Dm] Shrouded in mystery
He [Gm] went running away with me
In [F] our [C] home [F] New York
[Bb] Walking these [C] streets [F] for an hour
We all in our uniforms
[Gm] Black and black
Doing [F] that slouching job
[Dm] The artist [F] must survive
We got all we need
We cried [Dm] and we don't [Gm] look back
[F] And [Bb] thinking we had [F] it made
Poised for the hit parade
[Ab] He deep in accolades
The conceptual [C] pair
[F] But ever the mild content
He left [Gm] without incident
Vanished in tooth and hair
[F] Now I [D] am amazed
Words can fill [Gm] up a [C] page
Pages [F] fill up the days
Between [Gm] him and me
[F] The vows that [C] we never [Bb] keep
From bedrooms to [F] business speak
We remember how cheap words [Gm] can [F] be
[Bb] And the letters I [F] wrote you
Were those of the desperate [Ab] stuff
Like begging for love
In a [C] suicide [F] dress
That I am too young to die
Too [Dm] old for a love
I'm tired for [F] life [Gm] on the ledge
[F] But I had a dream [Bb] last night
Lovers who walked [F] the plank
Out on the edge of [Gm] time Amidst ridicule
[Fm] They laughed as they [Bb] rocked in a reel
Over the mining [F] fields
Coming to rest on [Dm] this [Gm]
gold
[F] [Bb] They just took [F] Polaroids
For a smile in the [Ab] light
Of the dawn [Gm] of [Ab] the menacing [C] sky
[F] And before they went overboard
[Dm] She turned and held up a card
And it said Valentine
[Gm] And I cried
[F] Oh, [Bb] yeah [F] Oh
[Gm] [F]
Key:
F
Gm
Bb
C
Ab
F
Gm
Bb
Sean Colvin sang with Mary Chapin Carpenter and Roseanne Cash at the Bob Dylan tribute concert.
This is a song called Polaroids.
It was written in several different places.
It started in New York City a couple of years ago.
It took about a year to finish.
The reason it's called [E] Polaroids is that I didn't have an ending for the [Ab] song and I [F] dreamed one.
[Eb] In the dream, a man and a woman, lovers I guess, were taking each other's picture with a Polaroid camera. _
It was one of those dreams that really stuck with me and made a great ending to the song, I think.
As I looked over the song, I realized it was one of those stream of consciousness songs that almost seemed like snapshots of life, my life.
_ _ Hence the name, Polaroids.
[F] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ _
And lay me [Fm] down [G] on your bed
[F] [Bb] For liking me to wash you
[F] Blackened and spit [Ab]-shone through
Looking back home to you
[C] Smiling back home to you
Singing back [Bb] home to you
[F] Laughing back home to [Gm] you
Dragging back home to you
[F] _ I was [Bb] so weary then
The ugly _ [F] American
Thinner [C] than oxygen
[Fm] Tough as [Gm] ever
[F] He said, you can lie to me
I own what's inside of me
And nothing surprises [Gm] me anymore
[Bb] But forests in [F] Germany
Kids in the Toulouse
[Ab] Broken down _ fortresses
In old [C] Italy
[Fm] And claiming his [Bb] [F] victory
[Dm] Shrouded in mystery
He [Gm] went running away with me
In _ _ [F] our [C] home [F] New York
[Bb] Walking these [C] streets [F] for an hour
We all in our uniforms
[Gm] Black and black
Doing [F] that slouching job
[Dm] The artist [F] must survive
We got all we need
We cried [Dm] and we don't [Gm] look back
[F] And [Bb] thinking we had [F] it made
Poised for the hit parade
[Ab] He deep in accolades
The conceptual [C] pair
[F] But ever the mild content
He left [Gm] without incident
Vanished in tooth and hair _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] Now I [D] am amazed
Words can fill [Gm] up a [C] page
Pages [F] fill up the days
Between [Gm] him and me
[F] The vows that [C] we never [Bb] keep
From bedrooms to [F] business speak
We remember how cheap words [Gm] can [F] be
[Bb] And the letters I [F] wrote you
Were those of the desperate [Ab] stuff
Like begging for love
In a [C] suicide [F] dress
That I am too young to die
Too [Dm] old for a love
I'm tired for [F] life [Gm] on the ledge
[F] But I had a dream [Bb] last night
Lovers who walked [F] the plank
Out on the edge of [Gm] time Amidst ridicule
[Fm] They laughed as they [Bb] rocked in a reel
Over the mining [F] fields
Coming to rest on [Dm] this [Gm]
gold
[F] [Bb] They just took _ [F] Polaroids
For a smile in the [Ab] light
Of the dawn [Gm] of [Ab] the menacing [C] sky
[F] And before they went overboard
[Dm] She turned and held up a card
And it said Valentine
[Gm] And I cried
[F] _ Oh, _ [Bb] yeah _ [F] Oh
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
This is a song called Polaroids.
It was written in several different places.
It started in New York City a couple of years ago.
It took about a year to finish.
The reason it's called [E] Polaroids is that I didn't have an ending for the [Ab] song and I [F] dreamed one.
[Eb] In the dream, a man and a woman, lovers I guess, were taking each other's picture with a Polaroid camera. _
It was one of those dreams that really stuck with me and made a great ending to the song, I think.
As I looked over the song, I realized it was one of those stream of consciousness songs that almost seemed like snapshots of life, my life.
_ _ Hence the name, Polaroids.
[F] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ _
And lay me [Fm] down [G] on your bed
[F] [Bb] For liking me to wash you
[F] Blackened and spit [Ab]-shone through
Looking back home to you
[C] Smiling back home to you
Singing back [Bb] home to you
[F] Laughing back home to [Gm] you
Dragging back home to you
[F] _ I was [Bb] so weary then
The ugly _ [F] American
Thinner [C] than oxygen
[Fm] Tough as [Gm] ever
[F] He said, you can lie to me
I own what's inside of me
And nothing surprises [Gm] me anymore
[Bb] But forests in [F] Germany
Kids in the Toulouse
[Ab] Broken down _ fortresses
In old [C] Italy
[Fm] And claiming his [Bb] [F] victory
[Dm] Shrouded in mystery
He [Gm] went running away with me
In _ _ [F] our [C] home [F] New York
[Bb] Walking these [C] streets [F] for an hour
We all in our uniforms
[Gm] Black and black
Doing [F] that slouching job
[Dm] The artist [F] must survive
We got all we need
We cried [Dm] and we don't [Gm] look back
[F] And [Bb] thinking we had [F] it made
Poised for the hit parade
[Ab] He deep in accolades
The conceptual [C] pair
[F] But ever the mild content
He left [Gm] without incident
Vanished in tooth and hair _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] Now I [D] am amazed
Words can fill [Gm] up a [C] page
Pages [F] fill up the days
Between [Gm] him and me
[F] The vows that [C] we never [Bb] keep
From bedrooms to [F] business speak
We remember how cheap words [Gm] can [F] be
[Bb] And the letters I [F] wrote you
Were those of the desperate [Ab] stuff
Like begging for love
In a [C] suicide [F] dress
That I am too young to die
Too [Dm] old for a love
I'm tired for [F] life [Gm] on the ledge
[F] But I had a dream [Bb] last night
Lovers who walked [F] the plank
Out on the edge of [Gm] time Amidst ridicule
[Fm] They laughed as they [Bb] rocked in a reel
Over the mining [F] fields
Coming to rest on [Dm] this [Gm]
gold
[F] [Bb] They just took _ [F] Polaroids
For a smile in the [Ab] light
Of the dawn [Gm] of [Ab] the menacing [C] sky
[F] And before they went overboard
[Dm] She turned and held up a card
And it said Valentine
[Gm] And I cried
[F] _ Oh, _ [Bb] yeah _ [F] Oh
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _