Chords for The Flatlanders - "Going Away" [Live from Austin, TX]
Tempo:
64 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
E
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
Is [A] that the moon [G] I see over [D] there in the west, or is it a [G] headlight beam?
Seeing [D] no express, I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [A] I say, it [G] won't be long [D] till I make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way, is that the [G] sun coming on [D] that eastern shore, just a cold [G] fire glow behind the [D] firebox door?
I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [D] I say, it won't be long till [D] I make up my mind.
[G] And the [D] way, [Am]
[G] see that man, he can't hear the whistle, [D] the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
[G] He can't go forward and he can't go back, [E] the train kept a-rolling, [A] pressed him off the track, other [G] storms were brought.
And the wind will [D] rise till I [G] long to go, where [D] the fast mail flies, I [G] know she's gone.
[D] Whatever I say, and it [G] won't be long [D] till I make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way,
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D] see [G] that man, he can't hear the [D] whistle, the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
He [G] can't go forward and he can't go back, the [E] train kept a-rolling, pressed him [A] off the track, other storms [G] may blow.
And the wind [D] will rise till I [G] long to go, where the fast [D] mail flies, I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [D] I say, and it won't [G] be long till I make up [G] my mind.
And the [D] way, till I make up my mind.
And the [D] way, until I make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way.
[N]
Thank you everybody, this is Joe Ely on the guitar over here, Butch Hancock on the other guitar, and I'm Jimmy Dale Gilmore and we're the Flatlanders.
[A]
We're glad to be in Austin tonight.
Is [A] that the moon [G] I see over [D] there in the west, or is it a [G] headlight beam?
Seeing [D] no express, I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [A] I say, it [G] won't be long [D] till I make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way, is that the [G] sun coming on [D] that eastern shore, just a cold [G] fire glow behind the [D] firebox door?
I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [D] I say, it won't be long till [D] I make up my mind.
[G] And the [D] way, [Am]
[G] see that man, he can't hear the whistle, [D] the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
[G] He can't go forward and he can't go back, [E] the train kept a-rolling, [A] pressed him off the track, other [G] storms were brought.
And the wind will [D] rise till I [G] long to go, where [D] the fast mail flies, I [G] know she's gone.
[D] Whatever I say, and it [G] won't be long [D] till I make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way,
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D] see [G] that man, he can't hear the [D] whistle, the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
He [G] can't go forward and he can't go back, the [E] train kept a-rolling, pressed him [A] off the track, other storms [G] may blow.
And the wind [D] will rise till I [G] long to go, where the fast [D] mail flies, I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [D] I say, and it won't [G] be long till I make up [G] my mind.
And the [D] way, till I make up my mind.
And the [D] way, until I make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way.
[N]
Thank you everybody, this is Joe Ely on the guitar over here, Butch Hancock on the other guitar, and I'm Jimmy Dale Gilmore and we're the Flatlanders.
[A]
We're glad to be in Austin tonight.
Key:
G
D
A
E
Am
G
D
A
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Is [A] that the moon [G] I see _ over [D] there in the west, or is it a [G] headlight beam?
_ Seeing [D] no express, I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [A] I say, it [G] won't be long _ [D] till I make _ [G] up my _ mind.
And [D] the way, is that the [G] sun coming on [D] that eastern shore, just a cold [G] fire glow behind the [D] firebox door?
I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [D] I say, it won't be long till [D] I _ make up my mind.
[G] And the [D] way, _ [Am] _
[G] see that man, he can't hear the whistle, [D] the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
[G] He can't go forward and he can't go back, [E] the train kept a-rolling, [A] pressed him off the track, other [G] storms were brought.
And the wind will [D] rise till I [G] long to go, where [D] the fast mail flies, I [G] know she's gone.
_ [D] Whatever I say, and it [G] won't be long _ [D] till I make _ [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way, _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] see _ _ [G] that man, he can't hear the [D] whistle, the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
He [G] can't go forward and he can't go back, the [E] train kept a-rolling, pressed him [A] off the track, other storms [G] may blow.
_ And the wind [D] will rise till I [G] long to go, where the fast [D] mail flies, I know [G] she's gone.
_ Whatever [D] I say, and it won't [G] be long till I make up [G] my mind.
_ And the [D] way, _ till I _ _ make up my mind.
And the [D] way, _ until I _ make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ Thank you everybody, this is Joe Ely on the guitar over here, _ _ Butch Hancock on the other guitar, and I'm Jimmy Dale Gilmore and we're the Flatlanders.
[A] _ _
We're glad to be in Austin tonight. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Is [A] that the moon [G] I see _ over [D] there in the west, or is it a [G] headlight beam?
_ Seeing [D] no express, I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [A] I say, it [G] won't be long _ [D] till I make _ [G] up my _ mind.
And [D] the way, is that the [G] sun coming on [D] that eastern shore, just a cold [G] fire glow behind the [D] firebox door?
I know [G] she's gone.
Whatever [D] I say, it won't be long till [D] I _ make up my mind.
[G] And the [D] way, _ [Am] _
[G] see that man, he can't hear the whistle, [D] the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
[G] He can't go forward and he can't go back, [E] the train kept a-rolling, [A] pressed him off the track, other [G] storms were brought.
And the wind will [D] rise till I [G] long to go, where [D] the fast mail flies, I [G] know she's gone.
_ [D] Whatever I say, and it [G] won't be long _ [D] till I make _ [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way, _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] see _ _ [G] that man, he can't hear the [D] whistle, the damned old fool's caught out on the trestle.
He [G] can't go forward and he can't go back, the [E] train kept a-rolling, pressed him [A] off the track, other storms [G] may blow.
_ And the wind [D] will rise till I [G] long to go, where the fast [D] mail flies, I know [G] she's gone.
_ Whatever [D] I say, and it won't [G] be long till I make up [G] my mind.
_ And the [D] way, _ till I _ _ make up my mind.
And the [D] way, _ until I _ make [G] up my mind.
And [D] the way. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ Thank you everybody, this is Joe Ely on the guitar over here, _ _ Butch Hancock on the other guitar, and I'm Jimmy Dale Gilmore and we're the Flatlanders.
[A] _ _
We're glad to be in Austin tonight. _ _ _ _ _ _