CAPO 2
The B in the chorus is best as a single note - more like a walk-down
[C]Let the night air cool you o[Em]ff.
[C]Tilt your head back and try to [Em]cough.
[D]Don't say nothing 'bout the thi[Am]ngs you never saw.
[C]Let the night air cool you o[Em]ff.
[C]I ain't living like I s[Em]hould.
[C]A little rest might do me g[Em]ood.
[D]Got to sinking in the plac[Am]e where I once stood.
[C]Now I ain't living like I s[Em]hould.
[D]Can you hear that singing? [C]Sounds [B]like [Em]gold.
Maybe I [D]can only hear it in my h[C]ea[B]d.[Em]
[D]Fifteen years ago we [C]owned t[B]hat r[Em]oad
now it's [A]rolling over us inste[C]ad.
Richard Manuel is de[Em]ad.
[C]God forbid you call their b[Em]luff.
[C]Like the nightmares ain't e[Em]nough.
[D]Remember when we used to thi[Am]nk that we were tough?
[C]God forbid you call their b[Em]luff.
[C]First they make you out to [Em]be
[C]the only pirate on the [Em]sea.
[D]Then they say Danko would have [Am]sounded just like me.
[C]"Is that the man you want to [Em]be?"
[D]Can you hear that song? It [C]sounds [B]like [Em]gold.
Maybe I [D]could make it bigger overs[C]ea[B]s.[Em]
[D]Fifteen years ago we [C]owned [B]this [Em]road
now it on[A]ly gives us somewhere else to le[C]ave.
Something else you can't bel[Em]ieve.
[D]Can you hear that singing? [C]Sounds [B]like [Em]gold.
Maybe I [D]can hear poor Richard from the [C]gr[B]av[Em]e
[D]singin' where to reap and w[C]hen [B]to s[Em]ow
when you've fo[A]und another home you have to lea[C]ve.
Something else you can't bel[Em]ieve
The B in the chorus is best as a single note - more like a walk-down
[C]Let the night air cool you o[Em]ff.
[C]Tilt your head back and try to [Em]cough.
[D]Don't say nothing 'bout the thi[Am]ngs you never saw.
[C]Let the night air cool you o[Em]ff.
[C]I ain't living like I s[Em]hould.
[C]A little rest might do me g[Em]ood.
[D]Got to sinking in the plac[Am]e where I once stood.
[C]Now I ain't living like I s[Em]hould.
[D]Can you hear that singing? [C]Sounds [B]like [Em]gold.
Maybe I [D]can only hear it in my h[C]ea[B]d.[Em]
[D]Fifteen years ago we [C]owned t[B]hat r[Em]oad
now it's [A]rolling over us inste[C]ad.
Richard Manuel is de[Em]ad.
[C]God forbid you call their b[Em]luff.
[C]Like the nightmares ain't e[Em]nough.
[D]Remember when we used to thi[Am]nk that we were tough?
[C]God forbid you call their b[Em]luff.
[C]First they make you out to [Em]be
[C]the only pirate on the [Em]sea.
[D]Then they say Danko would have [Am]sounded just like me.
[C]"Is that the man you want to [Em]be?"
[D]Can you hear that song? It [C]sounds [B]like [Em]gold.
Maybe I [D]could make it bigger overs[C]ea[B]s.[Em]
[D]Fifteen years ago we [C]owned [B]this [Em]road
now it on[A]ly gives us somewhere else to le[C]ave.
Something else you can't bel[Em]ieve.
[D]Can you hear that singing? [C]Sounds [B]like [Em]gold.
Maybe I [D]can hear poor Richard from the [C]gr[B]av[Em]e
[D]singin' where to reap and w[C]hen [B]to s[Em]ow
when you've fo[A]und another home you have to lea[C]ve.
Something else you can't bel[Em]ieve
