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He plays the notes on the G string more times than I have written it but you get the jist

Chorus (well not verse but it seems short to be a chorus)

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And then back sometimes playing this lick:

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You’ve Got the Moon

We ate May down to the rind
Asked the moon for another helping
It’s getting on past suppertime
Lights are low and it was evening
Pull your dress up to your knees
Out in the fields we’ll go walking
Just the tall grass and the trees
Silhouettes and crickets singing
And here I am holding on to you
And you’ve got the moon

See the leaves fall as they turn
Green into a golden evening
Slowly, so there is no change
It does not feel like the end of something

And here I am holding on to you
And you’ve got the moon

Stars and satellites and clouds
Everything tonight is floating
And I am too so I hold your hand
And up above the moon is rowing

And here I am holding on to you
And you’ve got the moon

Heard the wor[C/G]d from Brenda Lee[G/B]
You were coming h[Am7/G]ome she said
Cross my heart I could not believe it
Holy hell you could have struck me dead but
[C/G] Three cheers for the [G/B]grapevine what
Told me you were coming [Am7/G]home
Let’s see where the night takes us
Let’s see where the night goes

[C/G] [G/B] [Am7/G]
[C/G] I admit it’s been [G/B]slow going
You pay your bills and [Am7/G]still they own you
You know the way with best laid plans
Still this is me and that’s who I am now
[C/G] I make the rounds and [G/B]pay my dues
Meet up with friends and I [Am7/G]dream about you
It isn’t much but it’s still a lot
Sometimes honey I still get lost

In those [C/G]long nights, [G/B]old cars
Backroads and the [Am7/G]boneyards, you
Drop the pedal like a holy roller
Sheriff of hell couldn’t pull you over
[C/G]Tough girl from a [G/B]bad town
Brought up not to [Am7/G]stay down
Sweet tea white lightning
Breaking hearts and not minding

[C/G]Come on in it’s so [C/B]good to see ya
It’s been so long I [Am7/G]know I know I
Let’s see where the night takes us
Let’s see where the night goes

[C/G] [G/B] [Am7/G]
[C/G] [G/B] [Am7/G]
[C/G] Last I saw you was a'[G/B]greyhound waiting
You said don’t be sad and [Am7/G]don’t be blue
LA is not the destination
Still I believe that I must pass through
[C/G] I saw your face from a t[G/B]ime to time
Now you’re coming [Am7/G]home
Let’s see where the night takes us
Let’s see where the night goes

[C/G] Only the lonely know the[G/B] way I’m feelin’
Only the living go to the [Am7/G]graveyard grieving
Still we’re alive and you’re astounding
Feel the pulse of the world pounding
[C/G] Feel the pull of the [G/B]American darkness
The mountains the rivers the [Am7/G]fields at harvest
It’s all we have and that’s a lot
Come on honey let’s get lost

In a [C/G]long night, o[G/B]ld car
Backroads and the [Am7/G]boneyards, you
Drop the pedal like a holy roller
Sheriff of hell couldn’t pull you over
[C/G]Tough girl from a b[G/B]ad town
Brought up not to [Am7/G]stay down
Sweet tea white lightning
Breaking hearts and not minding

[C/G]Come on in it’s so go[C/B]od to see ya
It’s been so long I [Am7/G]know I know I
Let’s see where the night takes us
Let’s see where the night goes?

In a [C/G]long night, o[G/B]ld car
Backroads and the [Am7/G]boneyards, you
Drop the pedal like a holy roller
Sheriff of hell couldn’t pull you over
[C/G]Tough girl from a b[G/B]ad town
Brought up not to [Am7/G]stay down
Sweet tea white lightning
Breaking hearts and not minding

[C/G]Come on in it’s so go[C/B]od to see ya
It’s been so long I [Am7/G]know I know I
Let’s see where the night takes us
Let’s see where the night goes

[C/G] [G/B] [Am7/G]

A lon[C/G]g night,
The ol[G/B]d car
The backroads
And the [Am7/G]boneyards

G C/G G D throughout except for Em C/G G D in the bridge.

Mama got a look at you and got a little worried
[C/G]Papa got a look at you and got a little worried
The pastor got a look and said, y’all had better hurry
Send her off to a little bible college in Missouri

And now you come back, saying you know a little bit about
[C/G]Every little thing they ever hoped you’d never figure out
Eve ate the apple ‘cause the apple was sweet
What kinda' god would ever keep a girl from getting what she needs?

And I’m
Getting ready to [C/G]get down
Getting ready to get down
Getting ready to get down

Now, people cross the street when you walk in their direction
[C/G]Talk between their teeth throwin’ epithets
And the doctor thinks the devil must’ve got you by your senses
But to live the way you please doesn’t sound like possession

It’s four long years studying the bible
[C/G]Infidels, Jezebels, Salomes and Delilahs
Back off the bus in your own hometown
Say you didn’t like me then you probably won’t like me now

And I’m
Getting ready to [C/G]get down
Getting ready to get down
Getting ready to get down

All the men of the country club, the ladies of ‘xiliary
[C/G]Talk about love like its apple pie and liberty
To really be a saint, you gotta really be a virgin
Dry as a page of the king james version

No ooh la-las, no oh, hell yeses
No I[C/G] can’t waits I gotta see you againses
Turn the other cheek, take no chances
Jesus hates your high school dances

G C G D x2

Said your soul needed savin’ so they sent you off to bible school
You [C/G]learned a little more than they had heard was in the golden rule
Be good to everybody, be a strength to the weak
Be a joy to the joyful, be the laughter in the grief

And give your love freely to whoever that you please
Don’t [C/G]let nobody tell you ‘bout the who you ought to be
And when you get damned in the popular opinion
It’s just another damn of the damns you’re not giving

And I’m
Getting ready to [C/G]get down
Getting ready to get down
Getting ready to get down

Mama got a look at you and got a little worried
Papa got a look at you and got a little worried
The pastor got a look and said, y’all had better hurry
Send her off to a little bible college in Missouri

And now, you come back, saying you know a little bit about
Every little thing they ever hoped you’d never figure out
The Red Sea, the Dead Sea, the Sermon on the Mount
If you wanna’ see a miracle, watch me get down

And I’m
Getting ready to [C/G]get down
Getting ready to get down
Getting ready to get down

I am
Getting ready to [C/G]get down
Getting ready to get down
Getting ready to get down

[C/G]

chords dissected by Matt Rowley

(rough sketch of the) piano intro:

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D-2—2-4-2-0—0-2–2-4-2-0—-0–0—0-0—-
A————-2————–2–0————-
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I still remember that t[(D)]ime when we were dancing
We were dancing to a song that I’d heard
Your face was simple and your h[(D)]ands were naked
I was singing without knowing the words
But I started listening to the wo[(D)]lves in the timber
Wolves in the timber at night
I heard their songs when I looked in the mirror
In the howls and the moons round my eyes

So long, so high
So long, so high

(X2)

Then winter came and there was l[(D)]ittle left between us
Skin and bones of love won’t make a meal
I felt my eyes drifting [(D)]over your shoulder
There were w[(Em)]olves at the edge of the field
But I still remember that [(D)]time when we were dancing
We were dancing to a song that I’d heard
Your face was simple and your [(D)]hands were naked
I was singing without knowing the words

So long, so high
So long, so high

(X2)

Then one day I just woke up
[(D)]And the wolves were all there
Wolves in the piano
Wolves underneath the stairs
Wolves inside the hinges
[(D)]Circling round my door
At night inside the bedsprings
Clicking cross the floor
I still don’t know how they found me
I’ll n[(D)]ever know quite how
I still can’t believe they heard me
That I was howling out that loud

So long, so high
So long, so high

(X2)

(interlude, same chords)

Sometimes in the frozen n[(D)]ights I go roaming
In the bed she used to share with me
I wake in the fields
with the c[(D)]old and the lonesome
The moon’s the only face that I see
I still remember that ti[(D)]me when we were dancing
We were dancing to a song that I’d heard
Your face was simple and your h[(D)]ands were naked
I was singing without knowing the words

So long, so high
So long, so high

(X2)

(Outro, same chords, with some electric guitar noodling)

Chords used:
F#m: 000675
F#m: 000463
G: 320003
Em: 022000
A: 002220
Asus: 0002200
D: 000232
Dsus: 000230
Dsus2: 000233

G transition to Em:

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All chords in reference to capo

Intro:

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Gradually start strumming:

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Pictures on my wall
F#m
In fifteen different colors
Starting with vermillion
The first flower of the summer
And I don’t think I’ll be finished
’Til I’v[-D]e begun to understand this
With you stretched out in the sunlight
As your laughter fills my canvas

The sun falls in like fingers
F#m
On your back against the blinds
Tracing out your hours
It is filling in your lines
Well your curl defines your spiral
As[Dsus2-D] you sillouette the window
And my brush forgets itself
Spills lines upon your pillow

Finds you standing in the middle
F#m G transition to Em
Of lines you laid down before
Trying to paint my picture into yours
F#m F#m F#m

Let me paint you in the corner
F#m
As your shoulders trap the light
See the sunset filling golden up
The wineskin of the night
I have seen your eyes in paintings
As[Dsus2-D] cathedrals cried hosanna
Let me paint your face in frescos
Hang your hair like candellabras

See you standing in the middle
F#m G transition to Em
Of lines you laid down before
Trying to paint my picture into yours
F#m F#m F#m
[A-Asus-A]
In the morning let me find you
F#m
As I call to you by name
Your body warm beside me
Not imprisoned in a frame
I could never find the colors
Or[Dsus2-D] the light to finally paint you
With those roses in your hair
The smell of wine and mortal perfume

As you’re standing in the middle
F#m G transition to Em
Of lines you laid down before
Trying to paint my picture into yours
[Dsus-D]F#m F#m
F#m F#m
End strumming D a few times