Chords for The Mountain Goats - This Year Cover
Tempo:
146.7 bpm
Chords used:
F#
E
B
G#m
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
I broke free on Saturday [F#] morning, [E] I took a pedal to [F#] the floor.
Heading north down Hill Valley, [E] listening to the engine [B] roar.
[F#]
[E] [B]
A broken house behind me, [F#] good things ahead, [E] girl named Kathy wants a little [B] of my love.
Six cylinders [F#] underneath, a hood crashing and kicking [E] a hole, listen to the [F#] engine whine.
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
[F#]
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
[B]
[F#]
[E] [B]
I played video games [F#] in a drunken haze, [E] I was seventeen [F#] years old.
Hurt my knuckles, punching the machines, it [E] tasted like starch rich on [B] my tongue.
And [F#]
[E] [F#]
then Kathy showed up and we hung out, trading [E] swigs from a bottle.
[B] All glittering clear locking eyes, [F#] holding hands, twin [E] high maintenance [B] machines.
I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
[B] I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
[B] I drove [G#m] home in the California dusk, I could feel the alcohol inside of me.
I'm picturing the look on my stepfather's face.
[E] Ready for the bad [F#] things to come.
Downshifted as I pulled into the driveway.
[E] Motor screaming out [B] stuck in second gear, the scene is fabulous, you might [F#] imagine.
[E] In a cavalcade of anger [F#] and fear, there will be feasting and dancing [E] in Jerusalem [B] next [F#] year.
I'm [B] gonna make it through [F#] this year, if it [E] kills me.
[B]
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
[F#] [C#]
I broke free on Saturday [F#] morning, [E] I took a pedal to [F#] the floor.
Heading north down Hill Valley, [E] listening to the engine [B] roar.
[F#]
[E] [B]
A broken house behind me, [F#] good things ahead, [E] girl named Kathy wants a little [B] of my love.
Six cylinders [F#] underneath, a hood crashing and kicking [E] a hole, listen to the [F#] engine whine.
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
[F#]
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
[B]
[F#]
[E] [B]
I played video games [F#] in a drunken haze, [E] I was seventeen [F#] years old.
Hurt my knuckles, punching the machines, it [E] tasted like starch rich on [B] my tongue.
And [F#]
[E] [F#]
then Kathy showed up and we hung out, trading [E] swigs from a bottle.
[B] All glittering clear locking eyes, [F#] holding hands, twin [E] high maintenance [B] machines.
I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
[B] I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
[B] I drove [G#m] home in the California dusk, I could feel the alcohol inside of me.
I'm picturing the look on my stepfather's face.
[E] Ready for the bad [F#] things to come.
Downshifted as I pulled into the driveway.
[E] Motor screaming out [B] stuck in second gear, the scene is fabulous, you might [F#] imagine.
[E] In a cavalcade of anger [F#] and fear, there will be feasting and dancing [E] in Jerusalem [B] next [F#] year.
I'm [B] gonna make it through [F#] this year, if it [E] kills me.
[B]
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
[F#] [C#]
Key:
F#
E
B
G#m
C#
F#
E
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I broke free on Saturday [F#] _ morning, [E] I took a pedal to [F#] the floor. _
Heading north down Hill Valley, _ _ [E] listening to the engine [B] roar. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
A broken house behind me, [F#] good things ahead, [E] girl named Kathy wants a little [B] of my love. _
Six cylinders [F#] underneath, a hood crashing and kicking [E] a hole, listen to the [F#] engine whine.
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [F#] _ _ _
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
I played video games [F#] in a drunken haze, [E] I was seventeen [F#] years old.
Hurt my knuckles, punching the machines, it [E] tasted like starch rich on [B] my tongue.
And _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
then Kathy showed up and we hung out, trading [E] swigs from a bottle.
[B] All glittering clear locking eyes, _ [F#] holding hands, twin [E] high maintenance _ [B] machines.
I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [B] _ _ I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [B] _ I drove [G#m] home in the California _ dusk, I could feel the alcohol inside of me.
I'm picturing the look on my stepfather's face. _ _
[E] Ready for the bad [F#] things to come. _
Downshifted as I pulled into the driveway. _ _
[E] Motor screaming out [B] stuck in second gear, the scene is fabulous, you might [F#] imagine.
[E] In a cavalcade of anger [F#] and fear, there will be feasting and dancing _ [E] in Jerusalem [B] next [F#] year.
I'm [B] gonna make it through [F#] this year, if it [E] kills me.
_ _ [B] _ _
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I broke free on Saturday [F#] _ morning, [E] I took a pedal to [F#] the floor. _
Heading north down Hill Valley, _ _ [E] listening to the engine [B] roar. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
A broken house behind me, [F#] good things ahead, [E] girl named Kathy wants a little [B] of my love. _
Six cylinders [F#] underneath, a hood crashing and kicking [E] a hole, listen to the [F#] engine whine.
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [F#] _ _ _
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
I played video games [F#] in a drunken haze, [E] I was seventeen [F#] years old.
Hurt my knuckles, punching the machines, it [E] tasted like starch rich on [B] my tongue.
And _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
then Kathy showed up and we hung out, trading [E] swigs from a bottle.
[B] All glittering clear locking eyes, _ [F#] holding hands, twin [E] high maintenance _ [B] machines.
I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [B] _ _ I'm gonna make it through [F#] this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ [B] _ I drove [G#m] home in the California _ dusk, I could feel the alcohol inside of me.
I'm picturing the look on my stepfather's face. _ _
[E] Ready for the bad [F#] things to come. _
Downshifted as I pulled into the driveway. _ _
[E] Motor screaming out [B] stuck in second gear, the scene is fabulous, you might [F#] imagine.
[E] In a cavalcade of anger [F#] and fear, there will be feasting and dancing _ [E] in Jerusalem [B] next [F#] year.
I'm [B] gonna make it through [F#] this year, if it [E] kills me.
_ _ [B] _ _
I'm gonna make it through this year, if [E] it kills me.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _