Source Decay Chords by The Mountain Goats
Tempo:
105.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
B
F#
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[A] [E]
Once a week I make the [F#] drive two hours east to check [A] the Austin post office [E] box.
I take the detour [F#] through our old neighborhood to see [A] all the Chevy Impalas [B] in their footyards
up on [A] blocks.
And I park in an alley [B] and I read through the postcards [E] you continue to [A] send.
[F#] Where as indirectly as you can [A] you ask what I remember.
I [E] like these torture devices [B] from my old best friend.
[C#m] Well I'll tell you what I know, [F#] like I swore I always would.
[A] I don't think it's gonna [B] do you any good.
[E] I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] I [E]
[A] [E] [A] [E]
always get a late start [F#] when the sun's going down [A] and the traffic's thinning out [E] and the
glare is hard to take.
I wish the West Texas Highway [F#] was a Mobius strip.
[A] I could ride it out forever [B] when I feel my heart break.
[A] I almost swear I fear it happens.
It's [B] that clear and that hard.
[E] I come in off the highway [A] and I park in my front yard.
[C#m] I fall out of the car [F#] like a hostage from a plane.
[A] I think of you a while [B] and start wishing it would [E] rain.
And I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] [E]
[A] [E] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
I'm into the [Em] house, [F#] put on a pot of coffee, [Em] [A]
walk the floors a [E] little while.
I send your postcard on the table [Em] [F#] with all the others like it.
[A]
I start sorting through the [B] pile.
[A] I check the pictures and the postmarks [B] and the captions and the stamps [E] for signs of any pattern at [A] all.
[F#] When I come up empty-handed [A] the feeling almost overwhelms me.
[E]
I let a few of [B] my defenses fall [C#m] and I smile a bitter smile.
[F#] Not a pretty thing to see.
[A] I think about a railroad platform back [B] in 1983 [A] and I [E] remember [A] the train [E] headed south out [A] of Bangkok [B] down
[A] toward the [E] water.
[A] [E] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[Em] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
Once a week I make the [F#] drive two hours east to check [A] the Austin post office [E] box.
I take the detour [F#] through our old neighborhood to see [A] all the Chevy Impalas [B] in their footyards
up on [A] blocks.
And I park in an alley [B] and I read through the postcards [E] you continue to [A] send.
[F#] Where as indirectly as you can [A] you ask what I remember.
I [E] like these torture devices [B] from my old best friend.
[C#m] Well I'll tell you what I know, [F#] like I swore I always would.
[A] I don't think it's gonna [B] do you any good.
[E] I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] I [E]
[A] [E] [A] [E]
always get a late start [F#] when the sun's going down [A] and the traffic's thinning out [E] and the
glare is hard to take.
I wish the West Texas Highway [F#] was a Mobius strip.
[A] I could ride it out forever [B] when I feel my heart break.
[A] I almost swear I fear it happens.
It's [B] that clear and that hard.
[E] I come in off the highway [A] and I park in my front yard.
[C#m] I fall out of the car [F#] like a hostage from a plane.
[A] I think of you a while [B] and start wishing it would [E] rain.
And I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] [E]
[A] [E] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
I'm into the [Em] house, [F#] put on a pot of coffee, [Em] [A]
walk the floors a [E] little while.
I send your postcard on the table [Em] [F#] with all the others like it.
[A]
I start sorting through the [B] pile.
[A] I check the pictures and the postmarks [B] and the captions and the stamps [E] for signs of any pattern at [A] all.
[F#] When I come up empty-handed [A] the feeling almost overwhelms me.
[E]
I let a few of [B] my defenses fall [C#m] and I smile a bitter smile.
[F#] Not a pretty thing to see.
[A] I think about a railroad platform back [B] in 1983 [A] and I [E] remember [A] the train [E] headed south out [A] of Bangkok [B] down
[A] toward the [E] water.
[A] [E] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[Em] [A] [E]
Key:
A
E
B
F#
Em
A
E
B
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Once a week I make the [F#] drive two hours east to check [A] the Austin post office [E] box.
I take the detour _ [F#] through our old neighborhood to see [A] all the Chevy Impalas [B] in their footyards
up on [A] blocks.
And I park in an alley [B] and I read through the postcards [E] you continue to [A] send.
_ [F#] Where as indirectly as you can [A] you ask what I remember.
I [E] like these torture devices [B] from my old best friend.
[C#m] Well I'll tell you what I know, [F#] like I swore I always would.
_ [A] _ I don't think it's gonna [B] do you any good.
[E] I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down _ _ [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] I _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ always get a late start [F#] when the sun's going down [A] and the traffic's thinning out [E] and the
glare is hard to take.
I wish the West Texas Highway [F#] was a Mobius strip.
[A] I could ride it out forever [B] when I feel my heart break.
[A] I almost swear I fear it happens.
It's [B] that clear and that hard.
[E] I come in off the highway [A] and I park in my front yard.
[C#m] I fall out of the car [F#] like a hostage from a plane.
[A] I think of you a while [B] and start wishing it would [E] rain.
And I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down _ _ _ [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
I'm into the [Em] house, [F#] put on a pot of coffee, [Em] _ [A] _
walk the floors a [E] little while.
_ I send your postcard on the table [Em] [F#] with all the others like it.
[A] _
I start sorting through the [B] pile.
_ [A] I check the pictures and the postmarks [B] and the captions and the stamps [E] for signs of any pattern at [A] all.
_ _ [F#] When I come up empty-handed [A] the feeling almost overwhelms me.
[E] _
I let a few of [B] my defenses fall [C#m] and I smile a bitter smile.
[F#] Not a pretty thing to see.
[A] I think about a railroad platform back [B] in 1983 [A] and I [E] remember [A] the train [E] headed south out [A] of Bangkok [B] down _
_ [A] toward the _ [E] water.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Once a week I make the [F#] drive two hours east to check [A] the Austin post office [E] box.
I take the detour _ [F#] through our old neighborhood to see [A] all the Chevy Impalas [B] in their footyards
up on [A] blocks.
And I park in an alley [B] and I read through the postcards [E] you continue to [A] send.
_ [F#] Where as indirectly as you can [A] you ask what I remember.
I [E] like these torture devices [B] from my old best friend.
[C#m] Well I'll tell you what I know, [F#] like I swore I always would.
_ [A] _ I don't think it's gonna [B] do you any good.
[E] I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down _ _ [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] I _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ always get a late start [F#] when the sun's going down [A] and the traffic's thinning out [E] and the
glare is hard to take.
I wish the West Texas Highway [F#] was a Mobius strip.
[A] I could ride it out forever [B] when I feel my heart break.
[A] I almost swear I fear it happens.
It's [B] that clear and that hard.
[E] I come in off the highway [A] and I park in my front yard.
[C#m] I fall out of the car [F#] like a hostage from a plane.
[A] I think of you a while [B] and start wishing it would [E] rain.
And I remember [A] the train [E] headed south [A] out of Bangkok [B] down _ _ _ [A] toward the [E] water.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
I'm into the [Em] house, [F#] put on a pot of coffee, [Em] _ [A] _
walk the floors a [E] little while.
_ I send your postcard on the table [Em] [F#] with all the others like it.
[A] _
I start sorting through the [B] pile.
_ [A] I check the pictures and the postmarks [B] and the captions and the stamps [E] for signs of any pattern at [A] all.
_ _ [F#] When I come up empty-handed [A] the feeling almost overwhelms me.
[E] _
I let a few of [B] my defenses fall [C#m] and I smile a bitter smile.
[F#] Not a pretty thing to see.
[A] I think about a railroad platform back [B] in 1983 [A] and I [E] remember [A] the train [E] headed south out [A] of Bangkok [B] down _
_ [A] toward the _ [E] water.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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