Chords for Slaid Cleaves / This Morning I Am Born Again
Tempo:
66.35 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
C
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Someone mentioned, [A] we are in a church, and [C] I like to do this song in churches, because it's a gospel song, but it's the gospel according to Woody Guthrie.
It's a [E] sort [A] of heritage.
[Ab] Yeah.
We can't take forever.
[G] Remember, it's the anti-dogma [D] kind of song.
[N] He wrote the works in 1940, which is, I think, around the time when he moved [E] to Oklahoma,
New York City.
He was about 28 [D] years old.
[Ab] And the [B] works came to me through a [D] book that they put out in the early 90s of a bunch of
other writers, Woody Guthrie.
Sorry to feed back to you, Cooke.
You can turn the volume down.
Just a tad.
It's not [D] going to be that easy.
Just a touch.
That's better.
Thank you.
So, Woody [Bb] Guthrie's works, there's no music as far as I know, in this file.
[Bb] Found these records about [B] 1990, and I told you that a [E] couple years later I'd ask for
permission to [A] do that.
[Cm] My old friend Jack [C] Max made me say, easier to ask for permission, [G] easier to ask for
permission.
[A] So, I [Bb] appealed to Nora Bethany, Woody's daughter who manages the archives, [A] to record [Ab] a version
and she said, [C] yeah, you can do it.
It's called This Morning and I'm Boring In.
[Dbm] And on record it even says, the title of the song by Slade Cleaves and Woody [N] Guthrie.
[D]
This song sounds [F] better if you step [C] off the line to do it [E] without the word electricity.
This [N] [D]
[B] [A]
[D] morning I was born again, light shines on my land.
I'm a wonder for heaven in [A] your heavenly distant land.
[D] I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
This morning I was [A]
born again, born again.
[D]
I stood up for my troubles, [A] and I stood on my two feet.
My head feels the limitation, my body feels like the sky.
I'm a beaver on the yellow rivers, where yonder [D] plenty of flies.
This morning I was born again, my past is dead and gone.
This rain for a moment is my [A] rager, oh God.
He's a drop of blood in caper, my grave is my heavenly mountain.
[D]
[A]
[A]
[Dm] [A] [D]
I [A]
feel the sun on [D] its rays, it's all through my skin.
I breathe the life of Jesus, Sacro John and Ray.
I give myself, my heart, my soul to give some friend.
Born [A] again, I am the promised [D] man.
This morning I was born again, light shines on my land.
In your distant distant land.
I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
For my heart [G] is the perfect
[Dm]
[G] [A] [G] [A]
[N]
It's a [E] sort [A] of heritage.
[Ab] Yeah.
We can't take forever.
[G] Remember, it's the anti-dogma [D] kind of song.
[N] He wrote the works in 1940, which is, I think, around the time when he moved [E] to Oklahoma,
New York City.
He was about 28 [D] years old.
[Ab] And the [B] works came to me through a [D] book that they put out in the early 90s of a bunch of
other writers, Woody Guthrie.
Sorry to feed back to you, Cooke.
You can turn the volume down.
Just a tad.
It's not [D] going to be that easy.
Just a touch.
That's better.
Thank you.
So, Woody [Bb] Guthrie's works, there's no music as far as I know, in this file.
[Bb] Found these records about [B] 1990, and I told you that a [E] couple years later I'd ask for
permission to [A] do that.
[Cm] My old friend Jack [C] Max made me say, easier to ask for permission, [G] easier to ask for
permission.
[A] So, I [Bb] appealed to Nora Bethany, Woody's daughter who manages the archives, [A] to record [Ab] a version
and she said, [C] yeah, you can do it.
It's called This Morning and I'm Boring In.
[Dbm] And on record it even says, the title of the song by Slade Cleaves and Woody [N] Guthrie.
[D]
This song sounds [F] better if you step [C] off the line to do it [E] without the word electricity.
This [N] [D]
[B] [A]
[D] morning I was born again, light shines on my land.
I'm a wonder for heaven in [A] your heavenly distant land.
[D] I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
This morning I was [A]
born again, born again.
[D]
I stood up for my troubles, [A] and I stood on my two feet.
My head feels the limitation, my body feels like the sky.
I'm a beaver on the yellow rivers, where yonder [D] plenty of flies.
This morning I was born again, my past is dead and gone.
This rain for a moment is my [A] rager, oh God.
He's a drop of blood in caper, my grave is my heavenly mountain.
[D]
[A]
[A]
[Dm] [A] [D]
I [A]
feel the sun on [D] its rays, it's all through my skin.
I breathe the life of Jesus, Sacro John and Ray.
I give myself, my heart, my soul to give some friend.
Born [A] again, I am the promised [D] man.
This morning I was born again, light shines on my land.
In your distant distant land.
I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
For my heart [G] is the perfect
[Dm]
[G] [A] [G] [A]
[N]
Key:
A
D
G
C
E
A
D
G
Someone mentioned, [A] we are in a church, and [C] I like to do this song in churches, because it's a gospel song, but it's the gospel according to Woody Guthrie.
It's a [E] sort _ [A] _ of _ heritage.
[Ab] Yeah.
We can't take forever.
[G] Remember, it's the anti-dogma [D] kind of song.
[N] He wrote the works in 1940, which is, I think, around the time when he moved [E] to Oklahoma,
New York City.
He was about 28 [D] years old.
[Ab] And the [B] works came to me through a [D] book that they put out in the early 90s of a bunch of
other writers, Woody Guthrie.
Sorry to feed back to you, Cooke.
You can turn the volume down.
Just a tad.
It's not [D] going to be that easy.
Just a touch.
That's better.
Thank you.
So, Woody [Bb] Guthrie's works, there's no music as far as I know, in this file.
[Bb] Found these records about [B] 1990, and I told you that a [E] couple years later I'd ask for
permission to [A] do that.
_ [Cm] _ My old friend Jack [C] Max made me say, easier to ask for permission, [G] easier to ask for
permission.
_ [A] So, I [Bb] appealed to Nora Bethany, Woody's daughter who manages the archives, [A] to record [Ab] a version
and she said, [C] yeah, you can do it.
It's called This Morning and I'm Boring In.
[Dbm] And on record it even says, the title of the song by Slade Cleaves and Woody [N] Guthrie.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
This song sounds [F] better if you step [C] off the line to do it [E] without the word electricity.
This [N] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ morning I was born again, light shines on my land.
I'm a wonder for heaven in [A] your heavenly distant land.
[D] I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a _ wonder.
This morning I was _ [A] _ _ _ _
born _ again, born again.
[D] _
I stood up for my troubles, [A] and I stood on my two feet.
My head feels the limitation, my body feels like the sky.
I'm a beaver on the yellow rivers, where yonder [D] plenty of flies. _ _
This morning I was born again, my past is dead and gone.
This rain for a moment is my [A] rager, oh God.
He's a drop of blood in caper, my grave is my heavenly mountain.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ I _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ feel the sun on [D] its rays, it's all through my skin.
I breathe the life of Jesus, Sacro John and Ray.
I give myself, my heart, my soul to give some friend. _
_ _ Born [A] again, I am the promised [D] man.
_ _ This morning I was born again, light shines on my _ _ _ land.
In your distant distant land.
I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder. _
I do not want your _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
For my heart [G] is the perfect_
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's a [E] sort _ [A] _ of _ heritage.
[Ab] Yeah.
We can't take forever.
[G] Remember, it's the anti-dogma [D] kind of song.
[N] He wrote the works in 1940, which is, I think, around the time when he moved [E] to Oklahoma,
New York City.
He was about 28 [D] years old.
[Ab] And the [B] works came to me through a [D] book that they put out in the early 90s of a bunch of
other writers, Woody Guthrie.
Sorry to feed back to you, Cooke.
You can turn the volume down.
Just a tad.
It's not [D] going to be that easy.
Just a touch.
That's better.
Thank you.
So, Woody [Bb] Guthrie's works, there's no music as far as I know, in this file.
[Bb] Found these records about [B] 1990, and I told you that a [E] couple years later I'd ask for
permission to [A] do that.
_ [Cm] _ My old friend Jack [C] Max made me say, easier to ask for permission, [G] easier to ask for
permission.
_ [A] So, I [Bb] appealed to Nora Bethany, Woody's daughter who manages the archives, [A] to record [Ab] a version
and she said, [C] yeah, you can do it.
It's called This Morning and I'm Boring In.
[Dbm] And on record it even says, the title of the song by Slade Cleaves and Woody [N] Guthrie.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
This song sounds [F] better if you step [C] off the line to do it [E] without the word electricity.
This [N] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ morning I was born again, light shines on my land.
I'm a wonder for heaven in [A] your heavenly distant land.
[D] I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a _ wonder.
This morning I was _ [A] _ _ _ _
born _ again, born again.
[D] _
I stood up for my troubles, [A] and I stood on my two feet.
My head feels the limitation, my body feels like the sky.
I'm a beaver on the yellow rivers, where yonder [D] plenty of flies. _ _
This morning I was born again, my past is dead and gone.
This rain for a moment is my [A] rager, oh God.
He's a drop of blood in caper, my grave is my heavenly mountain.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ I _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ feel the sun on [D] its rays, it's all through my skin.
I breathe the life of Jesus, Sacro John and Ray.
I give myself, my heart, my soul to give some friend. _
_ _ Born [A] again, I am the promised [D] man.
_ _ This morning I was born again, light shines on my _ _ _ land.
In your distant distant land.
I do not want your pretty gaze, I'm a wonder. _
I do not want your _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ pretty gaze, I'm a wonder.
For my heart [G] is the perfect_
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _