Chords for The Tragically Hip - Highway Girl (Live At The Roxy May 3, 1991/Audio)

[D] _ _ [B] _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
[D] _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
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I'm going down to see my highway girl. _
Yes, it's just a bagpipe around the world. _ _
[A] I'm gonna get me a gun and gonna stand on guard. _
[E] In a little white booth in a herdsman's yard. _ _
I'm throwing rocks at her, we know what could she do.
I feel like a girl.
Ain't ever thrown enough rocks on my brother. _ _ _
[A] She's a little girl in a little boy's cave.
I [E] see a man, a man, a man, a man, a man.
_ I _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] wake up. _
[F#] I [A] wake _ [E] _ up. _
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[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
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She _ _ _ had a beautiful apartment.
She had a beautiful apartment.
Well, actually, it was a lousy apartment, but she's very handy with her hands.
And she's got Architectural Digest magazine, so she knows what she's doing.
She likes to decorate her apartment in the Santa Fe tradition.
I told her it was dated, but I see more of the world than she does.
She got an apartment where the property was cheap, next to the [Em] freeway.
She [E] said, I save lots of money, but I lose lots of sleep.
In my apartment where the property's so cheap.
_ And we laughed, and we laughed, and we laughed.
Oh, we made pot shots at the passing car.
And we laughed.
Well, we were dumping the body, and we laughed.
We found a place that was dark and rotten.
A place where the police helicopters were never spotted.
I destroyed the map that we so carefully tried.
_ Every day we're dumping a body, she and me.
Every single day.
And we'd [D] laugh about [E] it. _ _
That's when I knew it [E] was time that we both kill ourselves together.
[D] Together we were nothing but a menace.
Apart we were nothing but [D] lonely. _ _
I read too much.
_ I thought we could kill ourselves.
She doesn't read a thing, she [G] believed me.
Are you [E] really the Messiah?
Yes, I am.
She was younger than me, too.
She was younger than me.
And I said to her, I said, you know, Polly,
no one stands on a burning bag of shit anymore.
No one.
_ _ Are you really [D] the Messiah?
Yes, [D#] I am.
[E] Believe it.
_ _ So we, uh, we ought to kill ourselves, as I said.
But we had one rifle and one bullet.
[D] So I told her to put her head down close to [B] the barrel.
And put the barrel sort of into her mouth.
And [D] I'd be right behind her.
[E] With my head right behind hers.
I said her life would end instantly.
Mine might have a few extra [D] minutes of agony and suffering.
[E] _ _ Couldn't pull the trigger, so we attached a string to it,
[D] around the lamp and to the doorknob.
The first person to come into our cheap fucking apartment
would blow both our heads off. _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ And we got [E] to thinking, we changed our minds.
You know, I mean, we got scared.
And, uh, and [B] we kind of chickened out.
And we [E] laughed, you know, [Bm] we laughed about it.
What were we thinking?
[E] We're not, together, we're not that bad.
We don't, [Em] we're not that bad.
[B] We don't need to kill ourselves.
We don't need to kill ourselves.
[E] And then the D train rattled overhead.
Knocked the door ajar.
The door ajar.
The door ajar.
The door ajar.
The door ajar.
The door, the faulty lock, the door swung open.
Killed her. _ _ _
_ [Bm] That's my [B] story I'm sticking to.
[E] _ _
[A] This indulgent man got it pushed a bit too fast.
[E] _ _ _
I said, slow it down, don't make it last.
_ I [A] just had a memory, and I said it to me.
Oh, I [E] don't want to see that world bring it home to me.
Hello. _
[F#] _ [A] Hello.
[E] Hello. _ _
[F#] Hello.
Hello.
[A] Hello.
[E] Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
[F#] Hello.
I [A] _ [E] have some bits that I really want to tell you.
[F#] Yes, it was me.
[A] Don't miss me.
[E] You want to hear the rocks, I'll show you the truth.
You get Mr.
Rod Cooter to deliver my eulogy, all right? _ _ _
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[N] _ _ _ Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
Paul Langlois [B] playing the guitar.
_ [N] Kind of a Kurosawa of the rock and roll world.