Caleb Meyer - Gillian Welch & David Rawlings Chords
Tempo:
97.9 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
G
C
Am
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [Am] .
[Dm] .
Caleb might have lived alone in them [C] hollering vines.
And he made a little [G] whiskey for himself, said it had passed [Dm] the time.
Long one evening in the back of my house, Caleb [C] come around.
And he called my [G] name till I went out and no [Am] one else arrived.
[Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
[Dm] .
Where's your husband, Ellie Kane, where's your [C] darling gone?.
Did he go on [G] down the mountainside and leave [Dm] you all alone?.
Yes, my husband's gone to Bowdoin Green to do some [C] business there.
Then Caleb [G] threw that bottle down and grabbed [Am] me by my hair.
[Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when [G] I go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
[C] .
[G] [Dm] .
He just threw me in the needle bed across my [C] dressy lane.
Then he pinned my [G] hands above my head and I [Dm] commenced to pray.
Well, I cried, my God, I am your child, send your [C] angels down.
Then feeling [G] with my fingertips the [Am] bottleneck I found.
[Dm] I threw that glass across his neck, wide [C] as any blade.
And I felt that [G] blood pour fast [Am] and hot [G] round me [Dm] where I [Am] lay.
[Em] [C] .
[G] [Dm] .
[Am] [Dm] .
[C] [G] [Am] .
[Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that [C] rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't you [Dm] call my name.
Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that rattling tree.
But when I go to sleep at night, don't you call my [D] name .
[N] .
Thanks so much, this is David Ramos.
I'm
[Dm] .
Caleb might have lived alone in them [C] hollering vines.
And he made a little [G] whiskey for himself, said it had passed [Dm] the time.
Long one evening in the back of my house, Caleb [C] come around.
And he called my [G] name till I went out and no [Am] one else arrived.
[Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
[Dm] .
Where's your husband, Ellie Kane, where's your [C] darling gone?.
Did he go on [G] down the mountainside and leave [Dm] you all alone?.
Yes, my husband's gone to Bowdoin Green to do some [C] business there.
Then Caleb [G] threw that bottle down and grabbed [Am] me by my hair.
[Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when [G] I go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
[C] .
[G] [Dm] .
He just threw me in the needle bed across my [C] dressy lane.
Then he pinned my [G] hands above my head and I [Dm] commenced to pray.
Well, I cried, my God, I am your child, send your [C] angels down.
Then feeling [G] with my fingertips the [Am] bottleneck I found.
[Dm] I threw that glass across his neck, wide [C] as any blade.
And I felt that [G] blood pour fast [Am] and hot [G] round me [Dm] where I [Am] lay.
[Em] [C] .
[G] [Dm] .
[Am] [Dm] .
[C] [G] [Am] .
[Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that [C] rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't you [Dm] call my name.
Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that rattling tree.
But when I go to sleep at night, don't you call my [D] name .
[N] .
Thanks so much, this is David Ramos.
I'm
Key:
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G
C
Am
D
Dm
G
C
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ Caleb might have lived alone in them [C] hollering vines.
And he made a little [G] whiskey for himself, said it had passed [Dm] the time.
Long one evening in the back of my house, Caleb [C] come around.
And he called my [G] name till I went out and no [Am] one else arrived.
_ _ [Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
_ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ Where's your husband, Ellie Kane, where's your [C] darling gone?.
Did he go on [G] down the mountainside and leave [Dm] you all alone?.
_ Yes, my husband's gone to Bowdoin Green to do some [C] business there.
Then Caleb [G] threw that bottle down and grabbed [Am] me by my hair.
_ [Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when [G] I go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ .
_ He just threw me in the needle bed across my [C] dressy lane.
Then he pinned my [G] hands above my head and I [Dm] commenced to pray.
_ Well, I cried, my God, I am your child, send your [C] angels down.
Then feeling [G] with my fingertips the [Am] bottleneck I found.
[Dm] I threw that glass across his neck, wide [C] as any blade.
And I felt that [G] blood pour fast [Am] and hot [G] round me [Dm] where I [Am] lay.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [C] _ _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ .
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ .
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that [C] rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't you [Dm] call my name.
Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that rattling tree.
But when I go to sleep at night, don't you call my _ [D] _ name _ .
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ Thanks so much, this is David Ramos.
I'm _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ Caleb might have lived alone in them [C] hollering vines.
And he made a little [G] whiskey for himself, said it had passed [Dm] the time.
Long one evening in the back of my house, Caleb [C] come around.
And he called my [G] name till I went out and no [Am] one else arrived.
_ _ [Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
_ _ [Dm] _ .
_ _ Where's your husband, Ellie Kane, where's your [C] darling gone?.
Did he go on [G] down the mountainside and leave [Dm] you all alone?.
_ Yes, my husband's gone to Bowdoin Green to do some [C] business there.
Then Caleb [G] threw that bottle down and grabbed [Am] me by my hair.
_ [Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in [C] that rattling tree.
But when [G] I go to sleep at night, don't [Am] you call my name.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ .
_ He just threw me in the needle bed across my [C] dressy lane.
Then he pinned my [G] hands above my head and I [Dm] commenced to pray.
_ Well, I cried, my God, I am your child, send your [C] angels down.
Then feeling [G] with my fingertips the [Am] bottleneck I found.
[Dm] I threw that glass across his neck, wide [C] as any blade.
And I felt that [G] blood pour fast [Am] and hot [G] round me [Dm] where I [Am] lay.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [C] _ _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ .
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ .
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that [C] rattling tree.
But when I [G] go to sleep at night, don't you [Dm] call my name.
Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that rattling tree.
But when I go to sleep at night, don't you call my _ [D] _ name _ .
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ Thanks so much, this is David Ramos.
I'm _
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