Chords for To Ramona
Tempo:
144.95 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [G] watery eyes.
[Em]
[G] The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [C] will rise.
[F] Oh, the flowers of the city, they'll breath like you, death [G] like sometimes.
[Em] [G]
And there's no use in trying to deal with the dying,
though I cannot explain that [C] in lines.
[G]
[C]
Your crack country lips I still wish to kiss,
as to be by the strength [G] of your skin.
[Em]
[G] Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [C] I'm in.
But it [F] grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that just [G] don't exist.
[Em]
[G] It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [C] like this.
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam from [G] the mouth.
[Em]
[G] I can tell you are torn between staying and returning [Em] back to [C] the South.
You've been [F] fooled into thinking that the finishing end is at [G]
hand.
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the [Em] thoughts of yourself [C] feeling bad.
I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [G] than you.
[Em]
[G] If you really believe that, you know you have nothing [Em] to win [G] and nothing [C] to lose.
[F] From fixtures and forces and friends, your sorrow [G] does stem.
That hype you and type you, and make you feel [Em] that you gotta be just [C] like them.
I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [G] meaningless ring.
[Em]
Far deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [C] can bring.
[F] Everything passes, everything changes, just do what you think you [G] should do.
[Em]
[G] And someday, maybe, who knows, baby, I'll come and be crying [C] to you.
[F] [G] [C]
[N]
[Em]
[G] The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [C] will rise.
[F] Oh, the flowers of the city, they'll breath like you, death [G] like sometimes.
[Em] [G]
And there's no use in trying to deal with the dying,
though I cannot explain that [C] in lines.
[G]
[C]
Your crack country lips I still wish to kiss,
as to be by the strength [G] of your skin.
[Em]
[G] Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [C] I'm in.
But it [F] grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that just [G] don't exist.
[Em]
[G] It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [C] like this.
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam from [G] the mouth.
[Em]
[G] I can tell you are torn between staying and returning [Em] back to [C] the South.
You've been [F] fooled into thinking that the finishing end is at [G]
hand.
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the [Em] thoughts of yourself [C] feeling bad.
I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [G] than you.
[Em]
[G] If you really believe that, you know you have nothing [Em] to win [G] and nothing [C] to lose.
[F] From fixtures and forces and friends, your sorrow [G] does stem.
That hype you and type you, and make you feel [Em] that you gotta be just [C] like them.
I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [G] meaningless ring.
[Em]
Far deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [C] can bring.
[F] Everything passes, everything changes, just do what you think you [G] should do.
[Em]
[G] And someday, maybe, who knows, baby, I'll come and be crying [C] to you.
[F] [G] [C]
[N]
Key:
G
Em
C
F
G
Em
C
F
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [G] watery eyes.
_ _ [Em] _
_ _ [G] _ The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [C] will rise. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Oh, the flowers of the city, they'll breath like you, death [G] like sometimes. _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ And there's no use in trying to deal with the dying,
though I cannot explain that [C] in lines. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Your crack country lips I still wish to kiss,
as to be by the strength [G] of your skin.
_ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [C] I'm in.
_ _ _ _ _ But it [F] grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that just [G] don't exist.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [C] like _ this.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam from [G] the mouth.
_ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ I can tell you are torn between staying and returning [Em] back to [C] the South. _ _ _ _
_ _ You've been [F] fooled into thinking that the finishing end is at [G] _
_ hand. _ _ _ _
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the [Em] thoughts of yourself [C] feeling bad. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [G] than you.
_ _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ If you really believe that, you know you have nothing [Em] to win [G] and nothing [C] to _ lose.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] From fixtures and forces and friends, your sorrow [G] does _ stem. _ _
_ _ _ That hype you and type you, and make you feel [Em] that you gotta be just [C] like them.
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [G] meaningless ring.
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ Far deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [C] can bring.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ Everything passes, _ everything changes, just do what you think you [G] should _ do.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ And someday, maybe, who knows, baby, _ _ I'll come and be crying [C] to you.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your [G] watery eyes.
_ _ [Em] _
_ _ [G] _ The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses [C] will rise. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Oh, the flowers of the city, they'll breath like you, death [G] like sometimes. _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ And there's no use in trying to deal with the dying,
though I cannot explain that [C] in lines. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Your crack country lips I still wish to kiss,
as to be by the strength [G] of your skin.
_ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ Your magnetic movement still captures the minutes [C] I'm in.
_ _ _ _ _ But it [F] grieves my heart, love, to see you trying to be a part of a world that just [G] don't exist.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ It's all just a dream, babe, a vacuum, a scheme, babe, that sucks you into feeling [C] like _ this.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I can see that your head has been twisted and fed with worthless foam from [G] the mouth.
_ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ I can tell you are torn between staying and returning [Em] back to [C] the South. _ _ _ _
_ _ You've been [F] fooled into thinking that the finishing end is at [G] _
_ hand. _ _ _ _
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, except the [Em] thoughts of yourself [C] feeling bad. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one, and no one is better [G] than you.
_ _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ If you really believe that, you know you have nothing [Em] to win [G] and nothing [C] to _ lose.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] From fixtures and forces and friends, your sorrow [G] does _ stem. _ _
_ _ _ That hype you and type you, and make you feel [Em] that you gotta be just [C] like them.
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'd forever talk to you, but soon my words would turn into a [G] meaningless ring.
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ Far deep in my heart, I know there's no help I [C] can bring.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ Everything passes, _ everything changes, just do what you think you [G] should _ do.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ And someday, maybe, who knows, baby, _ _ I'll come and be crying [C] to you.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _