Chords for UTAH PHILLIPS : All Used Up. Vancouver Folk Music Festival 2007.
Tempo:
131.2 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [B] I've walked through these woods back here.
I've walked all through these woods for an hour.
I [Bm] found 12 [E] camps, 12 homeless camps.
They're abandoned.
And that's because when this festival begins,
the cops sweep through here and get all those people out.
You moved [A] in on somebody's home here,
you [E] got to understand that, you know?
Because they'll be sure to be back when all of us are gone.
So you remember that.
He is propped upright in some last lost corner of his life,
[A] waiting the only new thing left to see.
He [E] cultivates memories rich and brown like gardens.
Hardly 80, his eyes [A] already inward turning,
he has banished himself to worlds of fine gray dust.
Tonight, wrapped around a chair,
[B] he rolls another [F#m] damp cigarette
and sends old [B] blue clouds on their familiar reach
into the bag [A] of weathered [E] yarns.
And like some deft and protoplasmic being,
[A] turns himself inside out to feed [E] on the silence.
[B] [F#m] [E]
I spent my whole life [B] making somebody rich.
[A] I busted my ass for [B] that son of a bitch.
And he [E] left me to die [A] like a dog in a ditch.
And he [B] told me I'm [E] all used up.
[A] He used up my labor, he [E] used up my [A] time.
He plundered my body and [B] squandered my mind
[E] and gave me a [A] pension of handouts and wine
[B] and told me I'm all [E] used up.
My kids are in a hock [B] to a god you call [A] work,
slaving their lives off for [B] some other jerk.
And [E] my youngest in [A] Frisco just made ship and clerk
and he don't know I'm [E] all used up.
[A] My young people are reaching for power and gold
but don't have respect for [B] anything old.
[E] For pennies they're [A] born and for promises sold.
[Bm] Someday they'll all be used [E]
up.
They use up the oil, they [B] use up the [A] trees.
They use up the air and they [B] use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
[B] What's left when we're all [E] used up?
[A] I'll finish my life in [E] this grumpy hotel.
[A] It's all lousy with bugs and my [B] God, what a smell.
But my [E] plumbing still [A] works and I'm clear as a fell.
[B] Don't tell me I'm all [E] used up.
[A] Outside my window the world passes by.
Gives me a handout and spits in my [E] eye.
And no one can tell [A] me because no one knows why.
[B] I'm living when I'm [E] all used up.
[Am] Sometimes in my dreams I [E] sit by a tree.
[A] My life is a book of how [B] things used to be.
And [E] kids gather [A] around and they listen to me.
And they [B] don't think I'm all [E] used up.
And [A] there's songs and there's laughter and [E] things I can do.
[A] And all that I've learned I [B] can give back to you.
[E] And I'd give my last breath just [A] to make it come true.
[B] And no, I'm not [E] all used up.
[A] They use up the oil and they [E] use up the trees.
[A] They use up the [F] air and [Bm] they use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
What's [B] left when we're all [A] used up?
[E] [A]
I've walked all through these woods for an hour.
I [Bm] found 12 [E] camps, 12 homeless camps.
They're abandoned.
And that's because when this festival begins,
the cops sweep through here and get all those people out.
You moved [A] in on somebody's home here,
you [E] got to understand that, you know?
Because they'll be sure to be back when all of us are gone.
So you remember that.
He is propped upright in some last lost corner of his life,
[A] waiting the only new thing left to see.
He [E] cultivates memories rich and brown like gardens.
Hardly 80, his eyes [A] already inward turning,
he has banished himself to worlds of fine gray dust.
Tonight, wrapped around a chair,
[B] he rolls another [F#m] damp cigarette
and sends old [B] blue clouds on their familiar reach
into the bag [A] of weathered [E] yarns.
And like some deft and protoplasmic being,
[A] turns himself inside out to feed [E] on the silence.
[B] [F#m] [E]
I spent my whole life [B] making somebody rich.
[A] I busted my ass for [B] that son of a bitch.
And he [E] left me to die [A] like a dog in a ditch.
And he [B] told me I'm [E] all used up.
[A] He used up my labor, he [E] used up my [A] time.
He plundered my body and [B] squandered my mind
[E] and gave me a [A] pension of handouts and wine
[B] and told me I'm all [E] used up.
My kids are in a hock [B] to a god you call [A] work,
slaving their lives off for [B] some other jerk.
And [E] my youngest in [A] Frisco just made ship and clerk
and he don't know I'm [E] all used up.
[A] My young people are reaching for power and gold
but don't have respect for [B] anything old.
[E] For pennies they're [A] born and for promises sold.
[Bm] Someday they'll all be used [E]
up.
They use up the oil, they [B] use up the [A] trees.
They use up the air and they [B] use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
[B] What's left when we're all [E] used up?
[A] I'll finish my life in [E] this grumpy hotel.
[A] It's all lousy with bugs and my [B] God, what a smell.
But my [E] plumbing still [A] works and I'm clear as a fell.
[B] Don't tell me I'm all [E] used up.
[A] Outside my window the world passes by.
Gives me a handout and spits in my [E] eye.
And no one can tell [A] me because no one knows why.
[B] I'm living when I'm [E] all used up.
[Am] Sometimes in my dreams I [E] sit by a tree.
[A] My life is a book of how [B] things used to be.
And [E] kids gather [A] around and they listen to me.
And they [B] don't think I'm all [E] used up.
And [A] there's songs and there's laughter and [E] things I can do.
[A] And all that I've learned I [B] can give back to you.
[E] And I'd give my last breath just [A] to make it come true.
[B] And no, I'm not [E] all used up.
[A] They use up the oil and they [E] use up the trees.
[A] They use up the [F] air and [Bm] they use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
What's [B] left when we're all [A] used up?
[E] [A]
Key:
E
A
B
Bm
F#m
E
A
B
[N] _ _ _ _ [B] I've walked through these woods back here.
I've walked all through these woods for an hour.
I [Bm] found 12 [E] camps, 12 homeless camps.
They're abandoned.
And that's because when this festival begins,
the cops sweep through here and get all those people out.
You moved [A] in on somebody's home here,
you [E] got to understand that, you know?
Because they'll be sure to be back when all of us are gone.
So you remember that.
_ _ _ He is propped upright in some last lost corner of his life,
[A] waiting the only new thing left to see.
He [E] cultivates memories rich and brown like gardens.
_ Hardly 80, his eyes [A] already inward turning,
he has banished himself to worlds of fine gray dust.
Tonight, wrapped around a chair,
[B] he rolls another [F#m] damp cigarette
and sends old [B] blue clouds on their familiar reach
into the bag [A] of weathered [E] yarns.
And like some deft and protoplasmic being,
[A] turns himself inside out to feed [E] on the silence.
[B] _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ I spent my whole life [B] making somebody rich.
[A] I busted my ass for [B] that son of a bitch.
And he [E] left me to die [A] like a dog in a ditch.
And he [B] told me I'm [E] all used up.
[A] He used up my labor, he [E] used up my [A] time.
He plundered my body and [B] squandered my mind
[E] and gave me a [A] pension of handouts and wine
[B] and told me I'm all [E] used up.
My kids are in a hock [B] to a god you call [A] work,
slaving their lives off for [B] some other jerk.
And [E] my youngest in [A] Frisco just made ship and clerk
and he don't know I'm [E] all used up.
[A] My young people are reaching for power and gold
but don't have respect for [B] anything old.
[E] For pennies they're [A] born and for promises sold.
[Bm] Someday they'll all be used [E]
up.
They use up the oil, they [B] use up the [A] trees.
They use up the air and they [B] use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
[B] What's left when we're all [E] used up?
[A] I'll finish my life in [E] this grumpy hotel.
[A] It's all lousy with bugs and my [B] God, what a smell.
But my [E] plumbing still [A] works and I'm clear as a fell.
[B] Don't tell me I'm all [E] used up.
_ [A] Outside my window the world passes by.
Gives me a handout and spits in my [E] eye.
And no one can tell [A] me because no one knows why.
[B] I'm living when I'm [E] all used up.
_ [Am] Sometimes in my dreams I [E] sit by a tree.
[A] My life is a book of how [B] things used to be.
And [E] kids gather [A] around and they listen to me.
And they [B] don't think I'm all [E] used up.
And [A] there's songs and there's laughter and [E] things I can do.
[A] And all that I've learned I [B] can give back to you.
[E] And I'd give my last breath just [A] to make it come true.
[B] And no, I'm not [E] all used up.
[A] They use up the oil and they [E] use up the trees.
[A] They use up the [F] air and [Bm] they use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
What's [B] left when we're all [A] used up?
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I've walked all through these woods for an hour.
I [Bm] found 12 [E] camps, 12 homeless camps.
They're abandoned.
And that's because when this festival begins,
the cops sweep through here and get all those people out.
You moved [A] in on somebody's home here,
you [E] got to understand that, you know?
Because they'll be sure to be back when all of us are gone.
So you remember that.
_ _ _ He is propped upright in some last lost corner of his life,
[A] waiting the only new thing left to see.
He [E] cultivates memories rich and brown like gardens.
_ Hardly 80, his eyes [A] already inward turning,
he has banished himself to worlds of fine gray dust.
Tonight, wrapped around a chair,
[B] he rolls another [F#m] damp cigarette
and sends old [B] blue clouds on their familiar reach
into the bag [A] of weathered [E] yarns.
And like some deft and protoplasmic being,
[A] turns himself inside out to feed [E] on the silence.
[B] _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ I spent my whole life [B] making somebody rich.
[A] I busted my ass for [B] that son of a bitch.
And he [E] left me to die [A] like a dog in a ditch.
And he [B] told me I'm [E] all used up.
[A] He used up my labor, he [E] used up my [A] time.
He plundered my body and [B] squandered my mind
[E] and gave me a [A] pension of handouts and wine
[B] and told me I'm all [E] used up.
My kids are in a hock [B] to a god you call [A] work,
slaving their lives off for [B] some other jerk.
And [E] my youngest in [A] Frisco just made ship and clerk
and he don't know I'm [E] all used up.
[A] My young people are reaching for power and gold
but don't have respect for [B] anything old.
[E] For pennies they're [A] born and for promises sold.
[Bm] Someday they'll all be used [E]
up.
They use up the oil, they [B] use up the [A] trees.
They use up the air and they [B] use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
[B] What's left when we're all [E] used up?
[A] I'll finish my life in [E] this grumpy hotel.
[A] It's all lousy with bugs and my [B] God, what a smell.
But my [E] plumbing still [A] works and I'm clear as a fell.
[B] Don't tell me I'm all [E] used up.
_ [A] Outside my window the world passes by.
Gives me a handout and spits in my [E] eye.
And no one can tell [A] me because no one knows why.
[B] I'm living when I'm [E] all used up.
_ [Am] Sometimes in my dreams I [E] sit by a tree.
[A] My life is a book of how [B] things used to be.
And [E] kids gather [A] around and they listen to me.
And they [B] don't think I'm all [E] used up.
And [A] there's songs and there's laughter and [E] things I can do.
[A] And all that I've learned I [B] can give back to you.
[E] And I'd give my last breath just [A] to make it come true.
[B] And no, I'm not [E] all used up.
[A] They use up the oil and they [E] use up the trees.
[A] They use up the [F] air and [Bm] they use up the sea.
[E] Well, how about you, [A] friend, and how about me?
What's [B] left when we're all [A] used up?
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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