Chords for The Idiot
Tempo:
95.45 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
C
Dm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I often take these night shift [Bb] walks when the foreman's [Dm] not around.
[Bb] I turn my [F] back on the cooling stacks and make for [C] open ground.
[F] Far out beyond [G] the tank farm fence [Bb] where the gasler makes [Dm] no sound.
I forget the stink [F] and I always think back to that eastern town.
I remember that six years ago this western [Dm] life I chose.
[Bb] For every day [F] the news would say some factory's [C] going to close.
[F] Oh well I could've [C] stayed to take the dough [Bb] but [Dm] I'm not one of those.
[Bb] I take nothing free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
So I bid farewell to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] But work I must [F] so I eat this dust and breathe [C] refinery.
[F] Oh I miss the [C] green and the woods and streams [Bb] and I don't like [Dm] cowboy clothes.
[Bb] But I like being free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
[C]
[Bb] [D] [Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
So come all you [C] fine young fellas [Bb] who've been beaten [Dm] to the ground.
[Bb] This western [F] life's no paradise but it's better than [C] lying down.
[F] Oh the streets aren't [C] clean and there's nothing [Bb] green.
The hills are [Dm] dirty brown.
[Bb] But the government [F] overwrought your soul back there in your hometown.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self-respect [F] and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be [F] free and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self [F]-respect and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be free [F] and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] I'll be free [F] and just like me an [C] idiot I [F] suppose.
[C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [F]
[Bb] I turn my [F] back on the cooling stacks and make for [C] open ground.
[F] Far out beyond [G] the tank farm fence [Bb] where the gasler makes [Dm] no sound.
I forget the stink [F] and I always think back to that eastern town.
I remember that six years ago this western [Dm] life I chose.
[Bb] For every day [F] the news would say some factory's [C] going to close.
[F] Oh well I could've [C] stayed to take the dough [Bb] but [Dm] I'm not one of those.
[Bb] I take nothing free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
So I bid farewell to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] But work I must [F] so I eat this dust and breathe [C] refinery.
[F] Oh I miss the [C] green and the woods and streams [Bb] and I don't like [Dm] cowboy clothes.
[Bb] But I like being free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
[C]
[Bb] [D] [Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
So come all you [C] fine young fellas [Bb] who've been beaten [Dm] to the ground.
[Bb] This western [F] life's no paradise but it's better than [C] lying down.
[F] Oh the streets aren't [C] clean and there's nothing [Bb] green.
The hills are [Dm] dirty brown.
[Bb] But the government [F] overwrought your soul back there in your hometown.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self-respect [F] and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be [F] free and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self [F]-respect and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be free [F] and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] I'll be free [F] and just like me an [C] idiot I [F] suppose.
[C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [F] [C]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [F]
Key:
Bb
F
C
Dm
G
Bb
F
C
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I often take these night shift [Bb] walks when the foreman's [Dm] not around.
[Bb] I turn my [F] back on the cooling stacks and make for [C] open ground.
[F] Far out beyond [G] the tank farm fence [Bb] where the gasler makes [Dm] no sound.
I forget the stink [F] and I always think back to that eastern town.
_ I remember that six years ago this western [Dm] life I chose.
[Bb] For every day [F] the news would say some factory's [C] going to close.
[F] Oh well I could've [C] stayed to take the dough [Bb] but [Dm] I'm not one of those.
[Bb] I take nothing free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
So I bid farewell to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] But work I must [F] so I eat this dust and breathe [C] refinery.
[F] Oh I miss the [C] green and the woods and streams [Bb] and I don't like [Dm] cowboy clothes.
[Bb] But I like being free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ So come all you [C] fine young fellas [Bb] who've been beaten [Dm] to the ground.
[Bb] This western [F] life's no paradise but it's better than [C] lying down.
[F] Oh the streets aren't [C] clean and there's nothing [Bb] green.
The hills are [Dm] dirty brown.
[Bb] But the government [F] overwrought your soul back there in your hometown.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self-respect [F] and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be [F] free and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self [F]-respect and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be free [F] and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] I'll be free [F] and just like me an [C] idiot I [F] suppose. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I often take these night shift [Bb] walks when the foreman's [Dm] not around.
[Bb] I turn my [F] back on the cooling stacks and make for [C] open ground.
[F] Far out beyond [G] the tank farm fence [Bb] where the gasler makes [Dm] no sound.
I forget the stink [F] and I always think back to that eastern town.
_ I remember that six years ago this western [Dm] life I chose.
[Bb] For every day [F] the news would say some factory's [C] going to close.
[F] Oh well I could've [C] stayed to take the dough [Bb] but [Dm] I'm not one of those.
[Bb] I take nothing free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
So I bid farewell to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] But work I must [F] so I eat this dust and breathe [C] refinery.
[F] Oh I miss the [C] green and the woods and streams [Bb] and I don't like [Dm] cowboy clothes.
[Bb] But I like being free [F] and that makes me an idiot I suppose.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ So come all you [C] fine young fellas [Bb] who've been beaten [Dm] to the ground.
[Bb] This western [F] life's no paradise but it's better than [C] lying down.
[F] Oh the streets aren't [C] clean and there's nothing [Bb] green.
The hills are [Dm] dirty brown.
[Bb] But the government [F] overwrought your soul back there in your hometown.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self-respect [F] and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be [F] free and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] So I bid farewell [F] to the eastern town and ever more we'll see.
[Bb] There's self [F]-respect and a steady check in this [C] refinery.
[F] Oh you'll miss the [C] green and the woods and [Bb] streams and the dust will fill [Dm] your nose.
[Bb] But you'll be free [F] and just like me an idiot I suppose.
[Bb] I'll be free [F] and just like me an [C] idiot I [F] suppose. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
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