Chords for The Last Resort
Tempo:
61.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
E
A
B
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
She came [A] from Providence, [B] one in [E] Rhode Island,
where the old world [A] shadows [B] hang heavy in the [E] air.
She [A] packed her hopes and [B] dreams like a [E] refugee,
just as [F#m] her father came [B] across the [E] sea.
She [A] heard about a [B] place, people [E] were smiling,
spoke about [A] the red man's ways [B] and how they [E] loved the land.
They came [A] from everywhere, [B] through the great [E] divide,
seeking a place to [B] stand or a [E] place to hide.
Down in [A] the crowded bars, [B] out for a [E] good time.
[A] Can't wait to tell you [B] all what it's [E] like up there.
Some [A] call it paradise, [B] I don't [E] know why.
Somebody laid [A] the mountains low, [B] while the town died high.
[E]
[A] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[B] [A] [E]
And then [A] the chilly winds blew [B] down across [E] the desert,
through the [A] canyons of the coast [B] to the [E] Malibu.
Where the pretty [A] people play, [B] hungry for [E] power,
the light that young [B] women were given [E] for years to do.
Rich men [A] came and raped the land, [B] nobody [E] caught them.
Put [A] up a bunch of ugly [B] boxes, Jesus [E] people bought them.
They [A] call it [B] paradise, a [E] place to be.
They watched [A] the hazy sun, [B] sleep in the [E] sea.
[A] [C#m] [E]
[A] [G]
[C] [Em] [G] [C]
[G]
[D]
[Em] [D] [G] [D]
[G] [D] [G] [C]
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [C] We can leave it all [D] behind and sail [G] to the high now,
just like the missionaries did [D] so many [G] years ago.
They even [C] brought a neon [D] sign that said, [G] Jesus is coming.
They brought the white man's burden down,
they brought the white man's reign.
Who will [C] provide the grand [D] design?
What is [G] yours and what is mine?
There is [C] no more new frontier, [D] we have [G] got to make it here.
Satisfy [C] our endless needs, [D] justify [G] our blood and tears,
in the name of destiny, [D] in the [G] name of God.
And the [C] dead see them dead [D] on Sunday [G] morning,
they stand up [C] and sing about how, what [G] a tragic world.
And they [C] call it paradise, [D] I don't [G] know why.
They call some [C] place paradise, [D] kiss it [G] goodbye.
[C] [G]
[G] [C]
[D] [G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G]
[F#]
[N]
where the old world [A] shadows [B] hang heavy in the [E] air.
She [A] packed her hopes and [B] dreams like a [E] refugee,
just as [F#m] her father came [B] across the [E] sea.
She [A] heard about a [B] place, people [E] were smiling,
spoke about [A] the red man's ways [B] and how they [E] loved the land.
They came [A] from everywhere, [B] through the great [E] divide,
seeking a place to [B] stand or a [E] place to hide.
Down in [A] the crowded bars, [B] out for a [E] good time.
[A] Can't wait to tell you [B] all what it's [E] like up there.
Some [A] call it paradise, [B] I don't [E] know why.
Somebody laid [A] the mountains low, [B] while the town died high.
[E]
[A] [A] [E]
[A] [E]
[B] [A] [E]
And then [A] the chilly winds blew [B] down across [E] the desert,
through the [A] canyons of the coast [B] to the [E] Malibu.
Where the pretty [A] people play, [B] hungry for [E] power,
the light that young [B] women were given [E] for years to do.
Rich men [A] came and raped the land, [B] nobody [E] caught them.
Put [A] up a bunch of ugly [B] boxes, Jesus [E] people bought them.
They [A] call it [B] paradise, a [E] place to be.
They watched [A] the hazy sun, [B] sleep in the [E] sea.
[A] [C#m] [E]
[A] [G]
[C] [Em] [G] [C]
[G]
[D]
[Em] [D] [G] [D]
[G] [D] [G] [C]
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [C] We can leave it all [D] behind and sail [G] to the high now,
just like the missionaries did [D] so many [G] years ago.
They even [C] brought a neon [D] sign that said, [G] Jesus is coming.
They brought the white man's burden down,
they brought the white man's reign.
Who will [C] provide the grand [D] design?
What is [G] yours and what is mine?
There is [C] no more new frontier, [D] we have [G] got to make it here.
Satisfy [C] our endless needs, [D] justify [G] our blood and tears,
in the name of destiny, [D] in the [G] name of God.
And the [C] dead see them dead [D] on Sunday [G] morning,
they stand up [C] and sing about how, what [G] a tragic world.
And they [C] call it paradise, [D] I don't [G] know why.
They call some [C] place paradise, [D] kiss it [G] goodbye.
[C] [G]
[G] [C]
[D] [G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G]
[F#]
[N]
Key:
G
E
A
B
C
G
E
A
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
She came [A] from Providence, [B] one in [E] Rhode Island,
where the old world [A] shadows [B] hang heavy in the [E] air.
She [A] packed her hopes and [B] dreams like a [E] refugee,
_ just as [F#m] her father came [B] across the [E] sea. _ _
She [A] heard about a [B] place, people [E] were smiling,
spoke about [A] the red man's ways [B] and how they [E] loved the land.
They came [A] from everywhere, [B] through the great [E] divide,
seeking a place to [B] stand or a [E] place to hide. _ _
Down in [A] the crowded bars, [B] out for a [E] good time.
[A] Can't wait to tell you [B] all what it's [E] like up there.
Some [A] call it paradise, [B] I don't [E] know why. _
Somebody laid [A] the mountains low, [B] while the town died high.
_ [E] _
_ [A] _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _
And then [A] the chilly winds blew [B] down across [E] the desert,
through the [A] canyons of the coast [B] to the [E] Malibu. _
Where the pretty [A] people play, [B] hungry for [E] power,
the light that young [B] women were given [E] for years to do. _ _ _
Rich men [A] came and raped the land, [B] nobody [E] caught them.
Put [A] up a bunch of ugly [B] boxes, Jesus [E] people bought them.
They [A] call it [B] paradise, a [E] place to be. _
They watched [A] the hazy sun, [B] sleep in the [E] sea. _ _
[A] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [C] _ _ We can leave it all [D] behind and sail [G] to the high now,
just like the missionaries did [D] so many [G] years ago.
They even [C] brought a neon [D] sign that said, [G] Jesus is coming.
They brought the white man's burden down,
they brought the white man's reign.
Who will [C] provide the grand [D] design?
What is [G] yours and what is mine?
There is [C] no more new frontier, [D] we have [G] got to make it here.
Satisfy [C] our endless needs, [D] justify [G] our blood and tears,
in the name of destiny, [D] in the [G] name of God.
_ _ And the [C] dead see them dead [D] on Sunday [G] morning,
they stand up [C] and sing about how, what [G] a tragic world.
And they [C] call it paradise, [D] I don't [G] know why.
They call some [C] place paradise, [D] kiss it [G] goodbye.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
She came [A] from Providence, [B] one in [E] Rhode Island,
where the old world [A] shadows [B] hang heavy in the [E] air.
She [A] packed her hopes and [B] dreams like a [E] refugee,
_ just as [F#m] her father came [B] across the [E] sea. _ _
She [A] heard about a [B] place, people [E] were smiling,
spoke about [A] the red man's ways [B] and how they [E] loved the land.
They came [A] from everywhere, [B] through the great [E] divide,
seeking a place to [B] stand or a [E] place to hide. _ _
Down in [A] the crowded bars, [B] out for a [E] good time.
[A] Can't wait to tell you [B] all what it's [E] like up there.
Some [A] call it paradise, [B] I don't [E] know why. _
Somebody laid [A] the mountains low, [B] while the town died high.
_ [E] _
_ [A] _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _
And then [A] the chilly winds blew [B] down across [E] the desert,
through the [A] canyons of the coast [B] to the [E] Malibu. _
Where the pretty [A] people play, [B] hungry for [E] power,
the light that young [B] women were given [E] for years to do. _ _ _
Rich men [A] came and raped the land, [B] nobody [E] caught them.
Put [A] up a bunch of ugly [B] boxes, Jesus [E] people bought them.
They [A] call it [B] paradise, a [E] place to be. _
They watched [A] the hazy sun, [B] sleep in the [E] sea. _ _
[A] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [C] _ _ We can leave it all [D] behind and sail [G] to the high now,
just like the missionaries did [D] so many [G] years ago.
They even [C] brought a neon [D] sign that said, [G] Jesus is coming.
They brought the white man's burden down,
they brought the white man's reign.
Who will [C] provide the grand [D] design?
What is [G] yours and what is mine?
There is [C] no more new frontier, [D] we have [G] got to make it here.
Satisfy [C] our endless needs, [D] justify [G] our blood and tears,
in the name of destiny, [D] in the [G] name of God.
_ _ And the [C] dead see them dead [D] on Sunday [G] morning,
they stand up [C] and sing about how, what [G] a tragic world.
And they [C] call it paradise, [D] I don't [G] know why.
They call some [C] place paradise, [D] kiss it [G] goodbye.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _