F-Stop Blues Chords by Jack Johnson
Tempo:
64.45 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
Abm
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [B] [A] [E] .
[B] [A] [B] [E] .
[B] Hermit crabs and Calrie shells, [A] crushed beneath his feet, as he comes towards you [E] he's [B] waving at [A] you.
Lift [E] him up to see [B] what you can see, [A] he begins his focus in here, [E] [B] aiming at [A] you.
Now he [E] has cutaways [B] from memories and [A] close-ups of anything [E] that he has seen [B] or even dreamed.
[A] And now he's finished focusing and [E] he's [B] imagining lightning [A] striking sea sadness [E] [B] away from [A] here.
[E] .
Look who's laughing [Ab] now [Abm] [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [B] tasted [E] .
anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've boasted [E] about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
[A] [E] .
[Ab] [A] [Em] [E] .
[Ab] [A] [E] [B] .
[E] Driftwood floats after years of erosion, [Gbm] incoming tide touches roots to expose them.
Quicksand steals my shoe, clouds bring the f-stop blues.
[A] [E] .
Look who's laughing [Abm] now [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [E] tasted anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've [E] boasted about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
[A] [E] [Abm] [A] [B] [E] .
[Abm] [A] [E] .
[Abm] [A] .
[B] [A] [B] [E] .
[B] Hermit crabs and Calrie shells, [A] crushed beneath his feet, as he comes towards you [E] he's [B] waving at [A] you.
Lift [E] him up to see [B] what you can see, [A] he begins his focus in here, [E] [B] aiming at [A] you.
Now he [E] has cutaways [B] from memories and [A] close-ups of anything [E] that he has seen [B] or even dreamed.
[A] And now he's finished focusing and [E] he's [B] imagining lightning [A] striking sea sadness [E] [B] away from [A] here.
[E] .
Look who's laughing [Ab] now [Abm] [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [B] tasted [E] .
anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've boasted [E] about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
[A] [E] .
[Ab] [A] [Em] [E] .
[Ab] [A] [E] [B] .
[E] Driftwood floats after years of erosion, [Gbm] incoming tide touches roots to expose them.
Quicksand steals my shoe, clouds bring the f-stop blues.
[A] [E] .
Look who's laughing [Abm] now [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [E] tasted anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've [E] boasted about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
[A] [E] [Abm] [A] [B] [E] .
[Abm] [A] [E] .
[Abm] [A] .
Key:
E
A
B
Abm
Ab
E
A
B
[E] _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ .
_ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ .
[B] Hermit crabs and Calrie shells, [A] crushed beneath his feet, as he comes towards you [E] he's [B] waving at [A] you.
_ Lift [E] him up to see [B] what you can see, [A] he begins his focus in here, [E] _ [B] aiming at [A] you.
_ Now he [E] has cutaways [B] from memories and [A] close-ups of anything [E] that he has seen [B] or even dreamed.
[A] And now he's finished focusing and [E] he's [B] imagining lightning [A] striking sea sadness [E] [B] away from [A] here.
_ [E] _ .
Look who's laughing [Ab] now [Abm] [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [B] tasted [E] _ .
anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've boasted [E] about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ .
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ [E] _ .
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ [B] _ .
[E] Driftwood floats after years of erosion, [Gbm] incoming tide touches roots to expose them.
Quicksand steals my shoe, clouds bring the f-stop blues.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ .
Look who's laughing [Abm] now [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [E] tasted _ anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've [E] boasted about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ .
_ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ .
_ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ .
_ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ .
[B] Hermit crabs and Calrie shells, [A] crushed beneath his feet, as he comes towards you [E] he's [B] waving at [A] you.
_ Lift [E] him up to see [B] what you can see, [A] he begins his focus in here, [E] _ [B] aiming at [A] you.
_ Now he [E] has cutaways [B] from memories and [A] close-ups of anything [E] that he has seen [B] or even dreamed.
[A] And now he's finished focusing and [E] he's [B] imagining lightning [A] striking sea sadness [E] [B] away from [A] here.
_ [E] _ .
Look who's laughing [Ab] now [Abm] [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [B] tasted [E] _ .
anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've boasted [E] about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ .
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ [E] _ .
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ [B] _ .
[E] Driftwood floats after years of erosion, [Gbm] incoming tide touches roots to expose them.
Quicksand steals my shoe, clouds bring the f-stop blues.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ .
Look who's laughing [Abm] now [A] that you've [B] wasted.
[E].
How many [Ab] years [Abm] and [A] you've barely even [E] tasted _ anything [Abm] remotely close to [A] everything [B] you've [E] boasted about.
Look who's crying [Abm] now.
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ .
_ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ .
_ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ .