The Gaslight Anthem – High Lonesome chords ver. 2

Tuning: Half-step Down!!


Intro:

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


Verse 1:
              G#mSo the ambulances came, 
               C#m                     F#They took your pulse and packed up your things.
               G#mAnd the papers read,
           B                    F#Some boys forget what heartache brings.
                        G#mAnd the pounding in the streets
         C#m                F#Was your heart in four/four time.
                 G#mAnd 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                    EAnd 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#mSo gravity came,
              C#m                         F#And stole the temple that the school boys praised
                       G#m,And the crowds shuffled in.
               B                            F#                      G#mYou're getting drinks for the same boys who once bought you everything.
                          C#mAnd the powder on the bar
              F#                          G#mWas 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#mAnd at night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
       E                       F#                   G#mIt's a pretty good song, maybe you know the rest...
                   E      F#Maybe you know the rest.


Repeat Chorus


Outro:
         G#m                 EWhen our boots they hit the ground, |
            B                 F#    |<--x3
They made a high and lonesome sound |


         G#m                 E                   BWhen our boots they hit the ground down from the clouds,
            F#           They made a high and lonesome sound.