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Home Again chords – Adam Carroll

 Capo: 1st Fret

Intro:  C G C D C Em D G   (2x)

 G D  
We all move in circles from the day that we begin
 Em C D G     
We wait around til we run aground before it all comes back again
 G D 
He was a husband and a father just the same
 Em C D G  
But when his country went to war he knew they'd draw his name
 G D 
He told them he was crazy but they would not let him be
 Em C D G 
They sent him off as a wandering hero lost in an unknown sea


Chorus 1:
        C G C G 
He was fightin until nightfall, waitin for the day 
 C Em D C 
that peace would come back and he could get back home again
 C G C G 
Washed upon a new land, feelin like an old man
 C Em D G 
He wasn't gettin any younger, he wants to get back home again


Twenty years is a long time when you wanna be some place else
I see his name in everyone just like I see myself
Seven years with calypso, immortality for love
And I stared at the constellations wishin for the girl I was dreamin of
Summer times I've stood underneath the beer joint sign
Cause even ol' Odysseus got bored from time to time


Chorus 2:
Diggin in my billfold, countin out the spare change
Gotta take a Greyhound so I can get back home again
Spent the night with strangers, lookin for my friends
Better keep on lookin til I get back home again


Bridge:
 Em C D Em   
Old times always stay the same and brand new days are strange
 Em C A D D/C D/B D/A 
But you never lose yourself and all you do is change


All our days are short next to the rings around a tree
But trouble like the Cyclops keeps one great big eye on me
I won't run out of courage and I won't give up the game
Cause everybody's watchin you when nobody is your name


Chorus 3:
Stuck inside a mouse hole runnin' out of hope
Better keep on diggin til you get back home again
Make it through the worst pains, callin out the Gods' names
They'll stick besides you until you get home again

Highway Prayer chords – Adam Carroll

 Adam Carroll - Highway Prayer



 G C G 
For those who the road is all that matters

 C G 
For them who have lived on borrowed time

G                 C G 
For those whose seeds in life are scattered

 C D 
For them that are too far down the line


For those who have lived on next to nothing

Playing in a bar in Jacksonville

With nothing but the songs that they are singing

With nothing but the spaces left to fill


Chorus:
 D G 
Here’s a highway prayer

 G C 
Here’s a highway song

 C C 
Don’t stay too late

C             D
Don’t cry too long

 D G C 
You’re coming home, home again

 C C D G 
Gonna tell ‘em all where you been


I used to think the road was all that mattered

I used to like to live on borrowed time

I used to like to live on next to nothing

But I’m still out here living line to line


Living in some old torch singer’s memory 

Out here on the road to Tennessee

A place where all our songs and dreams go sailing

And I’ll say one for you, you sing one for me


Chorus:
 D G 
Here’s a highway prayer

 G C 
Here’s a highway song

 C C 
Don’t stay too late

C             D
Don’t cry too long

 D G C 
You’re coming home, home again

 C C D G 
Gonna tell ‘em all where you been

Gulf Coast Losers chords – Adam Carroll

 Adam Carroll - Gulf Coast Losers



 D 
Big mike’s at the legion hall

 G 
With toot toot playing pin ball

 D A 
My brother's out in houma making that dough

 D 
Daddy died in 63

 G 
It was just my mom and me

 D A D 
Outsiders call us all a couple of gulf coast losers




There's a fema truck parked outside

I'm choking down hot box wine

Saw my best friend floating on a keg of beer

He still owes me forty five
For the hole in my double wide

Just like my ex-wife he's a gulf coast loser




Chorus:
 G 
I win from time to time

 D 
Watching dolly's dimes

 D A 
Even though I one time flipped a PT cruiser

 G 
The air ain't clear down here

 D G 
And we're running out of beer

 D A D 
We're always on the run gulf coast losers




There's a band that's not from here

Called billy gibbons beard

They're in town for the battle of the bands

My bass player says no fear

Them guys are a bunch of queers

And there's nothing they can take away from a gulf coast loser



Chorus:

I win from time to time

Watching dolly's dimes

I dropped right outta AA, call me a boozer

I like to smoke that mexican weed

Chase it down with vitamin B
So what if they all call me a gulf coast loser




They pulled out the flying V

Started shredding in the key of E
They just pulled up in a thirteen passenger van
All the folks from outta town

Said they really dug their sound

But there ain’t no love around for a gulf coast loser


One-eyed Wanda said she pass our jar

Up and down the bar

Said she’d shake it like she did when she had the other eye

By the time they made last call, there was no one there at all

We played the curtain call of the gulf coast loser


Chorus:
I win from time to time 

Watching dolly’s dimes

One-eyed wanda went home to refugio with bruiser

It ain’t the worst night we ever had

Cuz’ we’re drinking on the other band’s tab

I guess things didn’t go too bad for the gulf coast losers

Let’s have another round for the gulf coast losers

Errols Song chords – Adam Carroll

 Adam Carroll - Errol's Song



    D G 
Mr. Errol he lives on the banks of Lake Arthur
            D A 
Where your windshield gets foggy, where your back roads unwind
         D G 
It’s a long way from Shreveport, not too far from Gueydan
          D A D 
And it’s close to the home that I left behind
          D A D 
Yah it’s close to the home that I left behind


     D G 
Mr. Errol’s a father, he’s a farmer, he’s a hunter
        D A 
And he talks to the ducks and the geese and the blind
          D G 
He works hard for the lives that he helps to make better
        D A D 
And he lives by the graveyard of the rusted combines


CHORUS:
     G D 
And he held my hand when my boots got too heavy
          G D A 
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
    D G D 
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
        D A D 
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines


         D G 
There’s coffee and biscuits on the stove in the kitchen
           D A 
There’s a crack in the ceiling and a screened in front door
            D G 
And as the fog starts to settle on the banks of Lake Arthur
       D A G 
I can still taste the whiskey from the night just before
          D A G 
It’s the Crown Royal whiskey from the night just before


          G D 
And it’s hard to get up at five in the morning
          G D A 
Put your guns, put your shells, put your wine in a sack
         D G 
We look like some militia in our boots and our camo
        D A G 
With a bird dog named Milo, he’s asleep in the back


CHORUS:
 G D 
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
          G D A 
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
    D G D 
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
        D A D 
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines


     D G 
The combine’s a monster, combine’s a saviour
         D A 
Looking down at the blades I can see heaven and hell
      D G 
Cold steel cut the rice crops for acres and acres
      D A D 
Bill how many barrels?  Man I cannot tell
      D A D 
Bill how many dryers?  Man I cannot tell

          D G D A 
There’s water as far as your good eyes can see
        D G 
At the Lake Arthur bar all the old men get rowdy
          D A D 
They got bottles of whiskey that are older than me


CHORUS:
 G D 
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
          G D A 
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
    D G D 
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
        D A D 
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines


 D G 
Sometimes I dream of a girl in a pickup
          D A 
With her window rolled down and her radio on
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Caine River Blues chords – Adam Carroll

 Adam Carroll - Caine River Blues



 E 
Down in Louisiana, got too much to lose
 A 
Down in Louisiana, got too much to lose
 B7                            
I got twenty years of living
                      E 
With these old Caine River Blues


Work at tenant farming, Jacob is my name
I work at tenant farming, Jacob is my name
I spent half my life getting blisters
From cutting sugar cane


Got me a son named Jimmy, got a wife named Marie
Said, I got me a son named Jimmy, got a wife named Marie
I'm getting old working in the sun all day
But she done alright by me


She said Jimmy needs some schooling, so he doesn't end up like you
Said, Jimmy needs some schooling, so he doesn't end up like you
But buying his books on the money I make
It's a damn hard thing to do


Mr. Jackson wants to see me, so he called me in at four
Mr. Jackson wants to see me, but he called me in at four
Said, I got me combine, Jacob
I don't need you anymore


INSTRUMENTAL: 


Well, I got a brother named Virgil, he sells crack cocaine
I got me a brother named Virgil, he sells crack cocaine
He got rich a long time ago
And he left that sugar cane


Virgil said hey Jacob, I'll make you a deal
Virgil said hey Jacob, I'll make you a deal
I got to get some good to Appaloosas 
I need you behind the wheel


We were headed south on a two lane road called highway 1-9-0
We were headed south on a two-lane road called highway 1-9-0
Mr. trooper pulled us over outside of town
He said, step out nice and slow


Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil, when he tried to run
Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil, when tried to run
But I killed Mr. Trooper
With Virgil's old shotgun


Down in Louisiana, got nothing left to lose
Down in Louisiana, got nothing left to lose
Now I'm going to Angola
With these ole Caine River Blues

Bubble Gum Or Bad Karma chords – Adam Carroll

 Adam Carroll - Bubble Gum Or Bad Karma



   G C G 
A couple three bucks for a can of snuff was money poorly spent
 C G D 
Didn't see a girl or a car around so I threw it on the hot cement
        G C G   
Well I parked the car and I went to school when I came back in haste 
             C G D G 
There was a big ol wad of bubble gum that was sitting in its place


Chorus:
     C G D G     
The sticky side of the yin and yang on my shoes cramps my style
      C G A7 D 
Some joker's chomping on a big league chew with a big fat Buddha smile
          G C G 
Counting out my change from the I-ching I can't help but hold a grudge
        C G D G                 
Was it bubble gum or bad karma, let my guru be the judge
        C G D G                 
Was it bubble gum or bad karma, let my guru be the judge


My foot got stuck when I hit the gas and I swerved to miss a skunk
And I ram into a bus load full of ten Tibetan monks
The bus was wrecked, nobody got hurt, but they cussed me really loud
I said I guess this was the first time that y'all broke your silence vow
I said please don't call the cops man and I offered them some wine
We played Chinese checkers and they beat me every time
They stole the car and they grabbed the wine they said you were bound to lose
And I got left on the side of the road with bubble gum on my shoes


Chorus:
     C G D G     
The sticky side of the yin and yang on my shoes cramps my style
      C G A7 D 
Some joker's chomping on a big league chew with a big fat Buddha smile
          G C G 
Counting out my change from the I-ching I can't help but hold a grudge
        C G D G                 
Was it bubble gum or bad karma, let my guru be the judge
        C G D G                 
Was it bubble gum or bad karma, let my guru be the judge


I limped my way back into town and the blues came down on me
Couldn't get back to my humble home cause the monks had took my keys
Sat down on the doormat and I hung my head and wept
Spent the night trying to meditate out on my front porch steps
I think Ho Chi Minh's got herpes but Confucious was really cool
Bubble gum makes you stutter, snuff just makes you drool
Well I might come back as the Dalai Lama or I might come back as a clown
But I hope that things go better in my next time around


Chorus:
     C G D G     
The sticky side of the yin and yang on my shoes cramps my style
      C G A7 D 
Some joker's chomping on a big league chew with a big fat Buddha smile
          G C G 
Counting out my change from the I-ching I can't help but hold a grudge
        C G D G                 
Was it bubble gum or bad karma, let my guru be the judge
        C G D G                 
Was it bubble gum or bad karma, let my guru be the judge


Might come back as the Dalai Lama, Might not come back at all
Might come back as a holy cow grazing in Nepal
Or I might come back as an outlaw rickshaw driver named Omar
I wanna be picking the Hindu blues with Ravi Shankar

Black Flag Blues chords – Adam Carroll

 Adam Carroll - Black Flag Blues



 F Am 
Black flag blues, black flag blues
 G C 
Holes in the sidewalk, holes in my shoes
 F Am 
Davy Jones been tightening the screws
 G C 
Paint another picture of my black flag blues
 G C 
Pain another picture of my black flag blues


Four on the floor, and two in the seat
Gilbert Roland and Jean Lafitte
Rattlesnake preachers and doomsday signs
Shaking that dice with my hobo mind


Black flag blues, black flag blues
Holes in the sidewalk, holes in my shoes
Davy Jones been tightening the screws
Paint another picture of my black flag blues
Pain another picture of my black flag blues

Well I knew a girl out in Kentucky
She rolled pecan logs down in Stucky's
Long in the tooth with a sideways grin
Getting kinda worried about the shape I'm in


You left me for the artful-dodger
On a motorcycle called the Jolly Roger
I'm all washed up in New Orleans
My head feels like a pinball machine


Well salty dogs chew-in on some grizzle
Captain Kid and his penny whistle
One by land two by sea
Same old lone down blues to me


Black flag blues, black flag blues
Holes in the sidewalk, holes in my shoes
Davy Jones been tightening the screws
Paint another picture of my black flag blues
Pain another picture of my black flag blues 

Andrea Carroll – It Hurts To Be Sixteen chords

 It Hurts To Be Sixteen:Andrea Carroll.
#45 on BB Hot 100 on BIG TOP Records
in 1963. (Chiffons are the back-up singers.)
(Great 'teen angst' song.)

INTRO:
  D Bm                         
(Rat-a-tang-rat-a-tang-tu-tang-tu-tang..
  D Bm 
 rat-a-tang-rat-a-tang.)

#1.
 Bm Em7 A 
The kids are singing loud (rat-a-tang-tu-tang-tu-tang) 
       E A 
Happy birthday, sweet sixteen.
           D Bm 
And so, I smile and hope (rat-a-tang-tu-tang-tu-tang)  
         D 
that my tears will not be seen.
 Bm G 
Because I'm much too old to cry (too old to cry) 
               Gbm B 
but still too young to find out why (to find out why.)
            E A D 
Why I'm so lonely, it hurts to be sixteen.
  D Bm D 
(Rat-a-tang-rat-a-tang-tu-tang-tu-tang..rat-a-tang-rat-
    Bm 
 a-tang.)

#2.
 Bm Em7 A 
Don't think that you're grown up (rat-a-tang-tu-tang-
               Em7 A 
tu-tang) when you become sixteen.
              D Bm 
Because like me, you'll see (rat-a-tang-tu-tang-tu-tang)  
        D Bm 
you're only in between.
 Em7 G 
They say that you're too old for toys (too old for toys)
                  Gbm Bm 
But still you're much too young for boys (too young for 
 B Em7 A D 
boys) I hate to tell you, it hurts to be sixteen.

BRIDGE:
   Am7 Bm G Bm G Gbm 
I found a wonderful guy (wonderful guy) I want to spend 

my life with him (spend my life with him.)
                Bm E 
They say we're too young to start..they're driving us apart..
       A Em7 A 
we're finished before we begin.

#3.
   Bm Em7 A 
I can't keep smiling through (rat-a-tang-tu-tang-tu-tang)  
          Em7 A 
cause it hurts, sweet sixteen.
              D Bm D 
This party's over now (rat-a-tang-tu-tang-tu-tang) and you 

know what I mean.
 Bm G 
To all of you who have shown up (who have shown up) come back 
      Gbm Bm 
next year when I've grown up (when I've grown up.)
                Em7 A D 
But now please go, because it hurts to be sixteen.

OUTRO:
  D Bm D 
(You know it hurts to be sixteen) you know it hurts.
  D Bm D 
(They say it hurts to be sixteen) I said it hurts.
  D Bm 
(You know it hurts to be sixteen)(Fade.)



A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.

Midnight Carroll Street intro Tabs by Into It Over It

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                   Midnight: Carroll Street - Into It. Over It. (intro/verse)
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: scr4mbles (Travis Hesketh)
 travi.hesketh [AT] gmail.com

Tuning: Standard (EADGBe) with CAPO ON 1

Capo on first fret, all fret numbers treat capo as 0.

Great song, shame the other tab sucks. Intro/verse for now, working on the rest!

I know it sounds like there's more than one guitar part, but I can't pick them out, and 
I think this works out okay.

First attempt at a tab, be gentle!

-f|---------------------------------------------|
-C|---------------------------------------------|
G#|---------------------------------------------|
D#|-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-|
A#|-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-4-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-|
-F|-4-4-4-4-2-2-2-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|

-f|---------------------------------------------|
-C|---------------------------------------------|
G#|---------------------------------------------|
D#|-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-6-6-6-4-4-4-4---|
A#|-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-4-2-2-2-2-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-|
-F|-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0---------------8-|


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