High Lonesome (Acordes)

Tuning: Half-step Down!!





Intro:



| B | E | B | E | G#m | E | G#m | E F# |





Verse 1:

              G#m

So the ambulances came, 

               C#m                     F#

They took your pulse and packed up your things.

               G#m

And the papers read,

           B                    F#

Some boys forget what heartache brings.

                        G#m

And the pounding in the streets

         C#m                F#

Was your heart in four/four time.

                 G#m

And the taste of defeat

    B         F#            E     F#

Was never too far from your mind.





Chorus:

      G#m           E                B               F#

And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand,

         G#m         E                    B       F#        

I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis.

          G#m                    E

And in my head there's all these classic cars,

    B             F#

And outlaw cowboy bands

         G#m         E                    B        F#

I always kinda sorta wished I was someone else.





Verse 2:

           G#m

So gravity came,

              C#m                         F#

And stole the temple that the school boys praised

                       G#m,

And the crowds shuffled in.

               B                            F#                      G#m

You're getting drinks for the same boys who once bought you everything.

                          C#m

And the powder on the bar

              F#                          G#m

Was just this one time, the powder on the bar

               B             F#          E    F#

Was just this one night, and only to get by.





Repeat Chorus





Bridge:

G#m                      E      F#

    There were southern accents 

       G#m              E     F#

On the radio as I drove home.

       G#m

And at night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet

       E                       F#                   G#m

It's a pretty good song, maybe you know the rest...

                   E      F#

Maybe you know the rest.





Repeat Chorus





Outro:

         G#m                 E

When our boots they hit the ground, |

            B                 F#    |<--x3

They made a high and lonesome sound |





         G#m                 E                   B

When our boots they hit the ground down from the clouds,

            F#           

They made a high and lonesome sound.