Chords for Walt Grace Submarine Test, January 1967 (Cover) - John Mayer BRS #1
Tempo:
84.35 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
C#
D#m
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Walt Grace, desperately hating [B] his whole place
Dreamed to discover [D#m] a new place, and buried himself [B] alive
Inside [F#] his basement, a tongue on the side [B] of his face meant
He's working [D#m] away on displacement, and what it would take to [B] survive
[D#] Cause [D#m] when you're done with this [C#] world, [G#m] you [D#m] know the next is up to [C#] you
And [F#] his wife told [B] his kids he [C#] was crazy
And [F#] his friends said [B] you've failed if you [C#] try
But [F#] with will to [B] work hard, and [D#m] a library [G#] card
He took [B] a homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] submarine [F#] ride
That morning, the sea was mad and [B] demeaning
Waves as big as [D#m] he'd seen, and deep in his dreams at [B] home
[F#] From dry land, he rowed it over [B] to wet sand
Closed the hatch up [D#m] with one hand, [F#] and peddled off [B] the low
[G#m]
[D#m] Cause when you're done with this [C#] world, [G#m]
[D#m] you know the next is up [C#] to you
[F#] And for once [B] in his life, [C#] it was quiet
[F#] As he learned [B] how to turn with [C#] the tide
[F#] And the sky [D#m] was aflare when he came [G#] out for air
[B] In his homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] [F#] submarine ride
[G#m]
[D#m] [C#] [G#m]
[D#m] [C#] [F#]
[B] [C#] [F#]
[B] [C#] [F#]
[B] [D#m] [G#] [B]
[C#] [F#]
One evening, weeks had passed [B] since his leaving
The call she'd planned [D#m] on receiving, finally made it home
She [F#] accepted, the news she [B] never expected
The operator connected, [F#] a call from [B] Tokyo
[G#m]
Cause when you're done with [C#] this world, [C#]
[D#m] you know the next is [C#] up to you
[F#] Now his friends bring him up [C#] when they're drinking
[F#] At the bar with his [C#] name on the side
[F#] And they smile [D#m] when they can, as they speak [G#] of a man
[B] Who took a homemade, fan blade, one [C#] man, [F#] submarine ride
[F]
[A#]
Dreamed to discover [D#m] a new place, and buried himself [B] alive
Inside [F#] his basement, a tongue on the side [B] of his face meant
He's working [D#m] away on displacement, and what it would take to [B] survive
[D#] Cause [D#m] when you're done with this [C#] world, [G#m] you [D#m] know the next is up to [C#] you
And [F#] his wife told [B] his kids he [C#] was crazy
And [F#] his friends said [B] you've failed if you [C#] try
But [F#] with will to [B] work hard, and [D#m] a library [G#] card
He took [B] a homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] submarine [F#] ride
That morning, the sea was mad and [B] demeaning
Waves as big as [D#m] he'd seen, and deep in his dreams at [B] home
[F#] From dry land, he rowed it over [B] to wet sand
Closed the hatch up [D#m] with one hand, [F#] and peddled off [B] the low
[G#m]
[D#m] Cause when you're done with this [C#] world, [G#m]
[D#m] you know the next is up [C#] to you
[F#] And for once [B] in his life, [C#] it was quiet
[F#] As he learned [B] how to turn with [C#] the tide
[F#] And the sky [D#m] was aflare when he came [G#] out for air
[B] In his homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] [F#] submarine ride
[G#m]
[D#m] [C#] [G#m]
[D#m] [C#] [F#]
[B] [C#] [F#]
[B] [C#] [F#]
[B] [D#m] [G#] [B]
[C#] [F#]
One evening, weeks had passed [B] since his leaving
The call she'd planned [D#m] on receiving, finally made it home
She [F#] accepted, the news she [B] never expected
The operator connected, [F#] a call from [B] Tokyo
[G#m]
Cause when you're done with [C#] this world, [C#]
[D#m] you know the next is [C#] up to you
[F#] Now his friends bring him up [C#] when they're drinking
[F#] At the bar with his [C#] name on the side
[F#] And they smile [D#m] when they can, as they speak [G#] of a man
[B] Who took a homemade, fan blade, one [C#] man, [F#] submarine ride
[F]
[A#]
Key:
B
F#
C#
D#m
G#m
B
F#
C#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Walt Grace, desperately hating [B] his whole place
Dreamed to discover [D#m] a new place, and buried himself [B] alive
Inside [F#] his basement, a tongue on the side [B] of his face meant
He's working [D#m] away on displacement, and what it would take to [B] survive
_ _ [D#] Cause [D#m] when you're done with this [C#] world, _ _ _ [G#m] you [D#m] know the next is up to [C#] you
_ And [F#] his wife told [B] his kids he [C#] was crazy
And [F#] his friends said [B] you've failed if you [C#] try
_ But [F#] with will to [B] work hard, and [D#m] a library [G#] card
He took [B] a homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] submarine [F#] ride
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ That morning, the sea was mad and [B] demeaning
Waves as big as [D#m] he'd seen, and deep in his dreams at [B] home
_ _ [F#] From dry land, he rowed it over [B] to wet sand
Closed the hatch up [D#m] with one hand, [F#] and peddled off [B] the low
_ _ _ [G#m] _
[D#m] Cause when you're done with this [C#] world, _ _ [G#m] _
[D#m] you know the next is up [C#] to you
_ _ [F#] And for once [B] in his life, [C#] it was quiet
_ [F#] As he learned [B] how to turn with [C#] the tide
_ _ [F#] And the sky [D#m] was aflare when he came [G#] out for air
[B] In his homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] _ [F#] submarine ride _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ One evening, weeks had passed [B] since his leaving
The call she'd planned [D#m] on receiving, finally made it home
_ She [F#] accepted, the news she [B] never expected
The operator connected, [F#] a call from [B] Tokyo
_ _ _ [G#m] _
Cause when you're done with [C#] this world, [C#] _ _ _
[D#m] you know the next is [C#] up to you
_ _ [F#] Now his friends bring him up [C#] when they're drinking
_ [F#] At the bar with his [C#] name on the side
_ [F#] And they smile [D#m] when they can, as they speak [G#] of a man
[B] Who took a homemade, fan blade, one [C#] man, [F#] submarine ride
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Walt Grace, desperately hating [B] his whole place
Dreamed to discover [D#m] a new place, and buried himself [B] alive
Inside [F#] his basement, a tongue on the side [B] of his face meant
He's working [D#m] away on displacement, and what it would take to [B] survive
_ _ [D#] Cause [D#m] when you're done with this [C#] world, _ _ _ [G#m] you [D#m] know the next is up to [C#] you
_ And [F#] his wife told [B] his kids he [C#] was crazy
And [F#] his friends said [B] you've failed if you [C#] try
_ But [F#] with will to [B] work hard, and [D#m] a library [G#] card
He took [B] a homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] submarine [F#] ride
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ That morning, the sea was mad and [B] demeaning
Waves as big as [D#m] he'd seen, and deep in his dreams at [B] home
_ _ [F#] From dry land, he rowed it over [B] to wet sand
Closed the hatch up [D#m] with one hand, [F#] and peddled off [B] the low
_ _ _ [G#m] _
[D#m] Cause when you're done with this [C#] world, _ _ [G#m] _
[D#m] you know the next is up [C#] to you
_ _ [F#] And for once [B] in his life, [C#] it was quiet
_ [F#] As he learned [B] how to turn with [C#] the tide
_ _ [F#] And the sky [D#m] was aflare when he came [G#] out for air
[B] In his homemade, fan blade, one man, [C#] _ [F#] submarine ride _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ One evening, weeks had passed [B] since his leaving
The call she'd planned [D#m] on receiving, finally made it home
_ She [F#] accepted, the news she [B] never expected
The operator connected, [F#] a call from [B] Tokyo
_ _ _ [G#m] _
Cause when you're done with [C#] this world, [C#] _ _ _
[D#m] you know the next is [C#] up to you
_ _ [F#] Now his friends bring him up [C#] when they're drinking
_ [F#] At the bar with his [C#] name on the side
_ [F#] And they smile [D#m] when they can, as they speak [G#] of a man
[B] Who took a homemade, fan blade, one [C#] man, [F#] submarine ride
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _