Chords for The Lawrence Arms - Seventeener (17th and 37th) - 4/9/2018 - Paste Studios - New York, NY
Tempo:
84.75 bpm
Chords used:
B
A
C#m
E
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I never [B] wanted to die old
[G#] But it's too [A] late now, my heart has grown [E] so cold
[B] And the corpse I leave [F#] behind ain't gonna be
[C#] No pretty boy, [A] it's a sick [E] sack of disease
We thought [B] about where we'd love to [C#m] go
High and [E] beautiful and fuckin' in the snow
On New [B] Year's Day, old Christmas [C#m] Eve
On a warm [B] November night, buried beneath the [A] orange leaves
[B] Just a few dreams of the ways that we [E] could live
[C#m] My God, I got kicked out of [A] Folly's home
[E] That dying [B] young just didn't [C#m] work out, now I guess [A] I'm dying old
Now there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go
Cause [A] [E] all my love would rather be alone
[Em] Yesterday, [B] I woke up to [C#m] find
The black in [A] my bed had turned [Em] to white
When the pretty [B] girls used to smile [C#m] at me
Just stared off [A] straight ahead, looked down [C#m] at their feet
So [A] tonight, I'll sit up [E] here
With these street [B] lights and these seven [C#m]-scene vids
Straight from the [E] page of my teenage diary
Underneath these shitty [B] stars, like I was [A] seventeen
I [B] mean, [C#m] my God, I got [B] kicked out of [A] Folly's home
[E] That dying [B] young just didn't work [C#m] out, now I guess I'm [A] dying old
Now [B] there ain't nowhere left [C#m] to go
[A] Cause all my love would rather be [E] alone
[A] [B] Baby, there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go
[A] Cause all my love [B] would rather be alone
[E]
[G#] But it's too [A] late now, my heart has grown [E] so cold
[B] And the corpse I leave [F#] behind ain't gonna be
[C#] No pretty boy, [A] it's a sick [E] sack of disease
We thought [B] about where we'd love to [C#m] go
High and [E] beautiful and fuckin' in the snow
On New [B] Year's Day, old Christmas [C#m] Eve
On a warm [B] November night, buried beneath the [A] orange leaves
[B] Just a few dreams of the ways that we [E] could live
[C#m] My God, I got kicked out of [A] Folly's home
[E] That dying [B] young just didn't [C#m] work out, now I guess [A] I'm dying old
Now there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go
Cause [A] [E] all my love would rather be alone
[Em] Yesterday, [B] I woke up to [C#m] find
The black in [A] my bed had turned [Em] to white
When the pretty [B] girls used to smile [C#m] at me
Just stared off [A] straight ahead, looked down [C#m] at their feet
So [A] tonight, I'll sit up [E] here
With these street [B] lights and these seven [C#m]-scene vids
Straight from the [E] page of my teenage diary
Underneath these shitty [B] stars, like I was [A] seventeen
I [B] mean, [C#m] my God, I got [B] kicked out of [A] Folly's home
[E] That dying [B] young just didn't work [C#m] out, now I guess I'm [A] dying old
Now [B] there ain't nowhere left [C#m] to go
[A] Cause all my love would rather be [E] alone
[A] [B] Baby, there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go
[A] Cause all my love [B] would rather be alone
[E]
Key:
B
A
C#m
E
Em
B
A
C#m
_ I never [B] _ wanted to die old
[G#] But it's too [A] late now, my heart has grown [E] so cold
[B] And the corpse I leave [F#] behind ain't gonna be
[C#] _ No pretty boy, [A] _ it's a sick [E] sack of disease
We thought [B] about where we'd love to [C#m] go
High and [E] beautiful and fuckin' in the snow
On New [B] Year's Day, old Christmas [C#m] Eve
On a warm [B] November night, buried beneath the [A] orange leaves
_ [B] Just a few dreams of the ways that we [E] could live
_ [C#m] My God, I got kicked out of [A] Folly's home
_ [E] That dying [B] young just didn't [C#m] work out, now I guess [A] I'm dying old
_ Now there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go
Cause [A] [E] all my love would rather be alone _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ Yesterday, [B] _ I woke up to [C#m] find
The black in [A] my bed had turned [Em] to white
When the pretty [B] girls used to smile [C#m] at me
Just stared off [A] straight ahead, looked down [C#m] at their feet
So [A] tonight, I'll sit up [E] here
With these street [B] lights and these seven [C#m]-scene vids
Straight from the [E] page of my teenage diary
_ Underneath these shitty [B] stars, like I was [A] seventeen
I [B] mean, _ _ [C#m] my God, I got [B] kicked out of [A] Folly's home _
[E] That dying [B] young just didn't work [C#m] out, now I guess I'm [A] dying old
Now [B] there ain't nowhere left [C#m] to go _
[A] Cause all my love would rather be [E] alone _ _
[A] _ [B] Baby, there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go _ _
[A] Cause all my love [B] would rather be alone
[E] _ _
[G#] But it's too [A] late now, my heart has grown [E] so cold
[B] And the corpse I leave [F#] behind ain't gonna be
[C#] _ No pretty boy, [A] _ it's a sick [E] sack of disease
We thought [B] about where we'd love to [C#m] go
High and [E] beautiful and fuckin' in the snow
On New [B] Year's Day, old Christmas [C#m] Eve
On a warm [B] November night, buried beneath the [A] orange leaves
_ [B] Just a few dreams of the ways that we [E] could live
_ [C#m] My God, I got kicked out of [A] Folly's home
_ [E] That dying [B] young just didn't [C#m] work out, now I guess [A] I'm dying old
_ Now there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go
Cause [A] [E] all my love would rather be alone _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ Yesterday, [B] _ I woke up to [C#m] find
The black in [A] my bed had turned [Em] to white
When the pretty [B] girls used to smile [C#m] at me
Just stared off [A] straight ahead, looked down [C#m] at their feet
So [A] tonight, I'll sit up [E] here
With these street [B] lights and these seven [C#m]-scene vids
Straight from the [E] page of my teenage diary
_ Underneath these shitty [B] stars, like I was [A] seventeen
I [B] mean, _ _ [C#m] my God, I got [B] kicked out of [A] Folly's home _
[E] That dying [B] young just didn't work [C#m] out, now I guess I'm [A] dying old
Now [B] there ain't nowhere left [C#m] to go _
[A] Cause all my love would rather be [E] alone _ _
[A] _ [B] Baby, there ain't nowhere [C#m] left to go _ _
[A] Cause all my love [B] would rather be alone
[E] _ _