Texas Drought, Pt. 1 Chords
Tempo:
117.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
C
Em
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[C]
The sidewalks are blazing hot, like white fire from a pistol shot.
[Em]
The sun [D] and its zenith is proudly [C]
displayed.
The old man across the street swears he can't stand the heat.
[Em]
He'd pay a [D] king's ransom for one [C] patch of shade.
There's cracks in the creek bed deep, dry dirt where the crawdads sleep.
[Em]
Dust in [D] the dirt path is out of [C] control.
The tree frogs have ceased to sing, the fireflies have lost their sting.
[Em]
And life on [D] the rice farm is taking [C] a toll.
[G]
Brazos River less [D] than three feet deep, [G]
watermelon [D] farmer's wife can't sleep.
[C]
Dust dripping [Am] from the windmill spout, [F]
everybody [D] hopes to end this drought.
[G]
[F] [G]
[D]
The fire trucks and sirens scream, [Am]
like scenes from an old bad dream.
[Em]
The drought [B] seeps into your bone, [G]
till your last [A] sip of water's gone.
[C]
And a rise from the ashes falls [D] on your hip.
[C]
The jukebox plays jenny reed, dry winds blow tumbleweed.
[Em]
The blues [D] and the night have a mind of [C] their own.
With beer joints to slake our thirst, we wait for the great cloudburst.
[Em]
Rain, let there [D] be rain, drops the size [C] of a stone.
[G]
Rich doctor, [D] be the tom tom loud, [G]
helicopter [D] pilots feed the crowds.
[C]
Snap this creature, [Am] get your prayer book out, [F]
somebody's [D] got to end this drought.
[G]
Cataracts are [D] what the skies all take, [G]
sun is shining [D] but you can't make hay.
[C]
The only thing you [Am] want to talk about, [F]
is how on earth we're [D] gonna end this drought.
[G]
Good job.
[F] [G]
[F] [G]
[F] [G]
[C] The sidewalks are blazing hot, like white fire from a pistol shot.
[G] [E] The [G] sun and [D] its zenith is proudly [C] displayed.
[G]
[C]
The sidewalks are blazing hot, like white fire from a pistol shot.
[Em]
The sun [D] and its zenith is proudly [C]
displayed.
The old man across the street swears he can't stand the heat.
[Em]
He'd pay a [D] king's ransom for one [C] patch of shade.
There's cracks in the creek bed deep, dry dirt where the crawdads sleep.
[Em]
Dust in [D] the dirt path is out of [C] control.
The tree frogs have ceased to sing, the fireflies have lost their sting.
[Em]
And life on [D] the rice farm is taking [C] a toll.
[G]
Brazos River less [D] than three feet deep, [G]
watermelon [D] farmer's wife can't sleep.
[C]
Dust dripping [Am] from the windmill spout, [F]
everybody [D] hopes to end this drought.
[G]
[F] [G]
[D]
The fire trucks and sirens scream, [Am]
like scenes from an old bad dream.
[Em]
The drought [B] seeps into your bone, [G]
till your last [A] sip of water's gone.
[C]
And a rise from the ashes falls [D] on your hip.
[C]
The jukebox plays jenny reed, dry winds blow tumbleweed.
[Em]
The blues [D] and the night have a mind of [C] their own.
With beer joints to slake our thirst, we wait for the great cloudburst.
[Em]
Rain, let there [D] be rain, drops the size [C] of a stone.
[G]
Rich doctor, [D] be the tom tom loud, [G]
helicopter [D] pilots feed the crowds.
[C]
Snap this creature, [Am] get your prayer book out, [F]
somebody's [D] got to end this drought.
[G]
Cataracts are [D] what the skies all take, [G]
sun is shining [D] but you can't make hay.
[C]
The only thing you [Am] want to talk about, [F]
is how on earth we're [D] gonna end this drought.
[G]
Good job.
[F] [G]
[F] [G]
[F] [G]
[C] The sidewalks are blazing hot, like white fire from a pistol shot.
[G] [E] The [G] sun and [D] its zenith is proudly [C] displayed.
[G]
Key:
D
G
C
Em
F
D
G
C
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
The sidewalks are blazing hot, _ like white fire from a pistol shot.
[Em] _
The sun [D] and its zenith is proudly [C]
displayed. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The old man across the street _ _ _ swears he can't stand the heat.
[Em] _
He'd pay a [D] king's ransom for one [C] patch of shade. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's cracks in the creek bed deep, _ dry dirt where the crawdads sleep.
_ [Em] _
_ Dust in [D] the dirt path is out of [C] control.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The tree frogs have ceased to sing, _ the fireflies have lost their sting.
[Em] _
And life on [D] the rice farm is taking [C] a toll.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
Brazos River less [D] than three feet deep, _ [G] _
watermelon [D] farmer's wife can't sleep.
[C] _
Dust dripping [Am] from the windmill spout, _ [F] _
_ everybody [D] hopes to end this drought.
_ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
The fire trucks and sirens scream, [Am] _
like scenes from an old bad dream.
[Em] _
The drought [B] seeps into your bone, [G] _
till your last [A] sip of water's gone.
_ [C] _
And a rise from the ashes falls [D] on your hip.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
The jukebox plays jenny reed, _ dry winds blow tumbleweed.
_ [Em] _
The blues [D] and the night have a mind of [C] their own. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
With beer joints to slake our thirst, _ _ we wait for the great cloudburst.
[Em] _
Rain, let there [D] be rain, drops the size [C] of a stone.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Rich doctor, [D] be the tom tom loud, [G] _
_ helicopter [D] pilots feed the crowds.
[C] _
Snap this creature, [Am] get your prayer book out, [F] _
_ somebody's [D] got to end this drought.
_ [G] _
_ Cataracts are [D] what the skies all take, [G] _
sun is shining [D] but you can't make hay.
[C]
The only thing you [Am] want to talk about, [F]
is how on earth we're [D] gonna end this drought.
[G]
Good job.
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ The sidewalks are blazing hot, _ _ like white fire from a pistol shot.
[G] _ [E] _ The [G] sun and [D] its zenith is proudly [C] displayed. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
The sidewalks are blazing hot, _ like white fire from a pistol shot.
[Em] _
The sun [D] and its zenith is proudly [C]
displayed. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The old man across the street _ _ _ swears he can't stand the heat.
[Em] _
He'd pay a [D] king's ransom for one [C] patch of shade. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's cracks in the creek bed deep, _ dry dirt where the crawdads sleep.
_ [Em] _
_ Dust in [D] the dirt path is out of [C] control.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The tree frogs have ceased to sing, _ the fireflies have lost their sting.
[Em] _
And life on [D] the rice farm is taking [C] a toll.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
Brazos River less [D] than three feet deep, _ [G] _
watermelon [D] farmer's wife can't sleep.
[C] _
Dust dripping [Am] from the windmill spout, _ [F] _
_ everybody [D] hopes to end this drought.
_ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
The fire trucks and sirens scream, [Am] _
like scenes from an old bad dream.
[Em] _
The drought [B] seeps into your bone, [G] _
till your last [A] sip of water's gone.
_ [C] _
And a rise from the ashes falls [D] on your hip.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
The jukebox plays jenny reed, _ dry winds blow tumbleweed.
_ [Em] _
The blues [D] and the night have a mind of [C] their own. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
With beer joints to slake our thirst, _ _ we wait for the great cloudburst.
[Em] _
Rain, let there [D] be rain, drops the size [C] of a stone.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Rich doctor, [D] be the tom tom loud, [G] _
_ helicopter [D] pilots feed the crowds.
[C] _
Snap this creature, [Am] get your prayer book out, [F] _
_ somebody's [D] got to end this drought.
_ [G] _
_ Cataracts are [D] what the skies all take, [G] _
sun is shining [D] but you can't make hay.
[C]
The only thing you [Am] want to talk about, [F]
is how on earth we're [D] gonna end this drought.
[G]
Good job.
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ The sidewalks are blazing hot, _ _ like white fire from a pistol shot.
[G] _ [E] _ The [G] sun and [D] its zenith is proudly [C] displayed. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _