What You Are - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 3
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
This song is in Am so it uses a C harp (the relative major for Am.) - Matt
Intro
Am Em Dm Am G x2
Verse I
Am Em
You are growing cold and lonely
Dm Am G
If only you knew what you are
Am Em
Our grandfather was a soldier
Dm Am G
Now I am older, I know what homes are for
Am Em
Worried homes have walls
Dm Am G
They absorb old phone calls
Dm
They spit warm laundry smoke
Am G
to the cold back-yards
Verse II
Am
But to be a father I must
Em
Take my life and solder
Dm
All my neighborhoods of night
Am G
To you
Am Em Dm Am G x2
Verse III
Am
You were born into
Em
A pitch-black-nighttime-window-view
Dm
The brightest blinding moon came through
Am G
Shining
Am
That old moon had cold cold feet
Em
Over long-gone lawns and streets
Dm
But none of those better days do need
Am G
Reminding
Am Em Dm Am G x6 or however many you want.
-Banjo- -Singing-saw- -Harmonica- solos
Verse IV
Am Em
You are growing cold and lonely
Dm Am G
If only you knew what you are
Dm Am
If only you knew what you are
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iz2iOIkysk4&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDP-ygnalew
http://www.frontierruckus.com/content
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
**********************************--------------------------------------------------------------------------
What You Are - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 3
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
This song is in Am so it uses a C harp (the relative major for Am.) - Matt
Intro
Am Em Dm Am G x2
Verse I
Am Em
You are growing cold and lonely
Dm Am G
If only you knew what you are
Am Em
Our grandfather was a soldier
Dm Am G
Now I am older, I know what homes are for
Am Em
Worried homes have walls
Dm Am G
They absorb old phone calls
Dm
They spit warm laundry smoke
Am G
to the cold back-yards
Verse II
Am
But to be a father I must
Em
Take my life and solder
Dm
All my neighborhoods of night
Am G
To you
Am Em Dm Am G x2
Verse III
Am
You were born into
Em
A pitch-black-nighttime-window-view
Dm
The brightest blinding moon came through
Am G
Shining
Am
That old moon had cold cold feet
Em
Over long-gone lawns and streets
Dm
But none of those better days do need
Am G
Reminding
Am Em Dm Am G x6 or however many you want.
-Banjo- -Singing-saw- -Harmonica- solos
Verse IV
Am Em
You are growing cold and lonely
Dm Am G
If only you knew what you are
Dm Am
If only you knew what you are
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iz2iOIkysk4&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDP-ygnalew
http://www.frontierruckus.com/content
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
********************************
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 3
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
This song is in Am so it uses a C harp (the relative major for Am.) - Matt
Intro
Am Em Dm Am G x2
Verse I
Am Em
You are growing cold and lonely
Dm Am G
If only you knew what you are
Am Em
Our grandfather was a soldier
Dm Am G
Now I am older, I know what homes are for
Am Em
Worried homes have walls
Dm Am G
They absorb old phone calls
Dm
They spit warm laundry smoke
Am G
to the cold back-yards
Verse II
Am
But to be a father I must
Em
Take my life and solder
Dm
All my neighborhoods of night
Am G
To you
Am Em Dm Am G x2
Verse III
Am
You were born into
Em
A pitch-black-nighttime-window-view
Dm
The brightest blinding moon came through
Am G
Shining
Am
That old moon had cold cold feet
Em
Over long-gone lawns and streets
Dm
But none of those better days do need
Am G
Reminding
Am Em Dm Am G x6 or however many you want.
-Banjo- -Singing-saw- -Harmonica- solos
Verse IV
Am Em
You are growing cold and lonely
Dm Am G
If only you knew what you are
Dm Am
If only you knew what you are
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iz2iOIkysk4&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDP-ygnalew
http://www.frontierruckus.com/content
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
************************************
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dark Autumn Hour - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 4
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard [Capo 3rd Fret]
Fingerpicking - Put a lot of emphasis on Thumb bass notes
C
v ^ v ^ v ^ v ^
e||-------0-0----0-0-----0-0------0-0--|
B||-------1-1----1-1-----1-1------1-1--|
G||-------0-0----0-0--0--0-0------0-0--|
D||-------2-2--2-2-2-----2-2--0h2-2-2--|
A||---0h3------------------------------|
E||------------------------------------|
T T T T
G Am
v ^ v ^ v v ^ v ^ v ^ v ^ v ^
e|-------------------3--3-3----------0-0----0-0----0-0-----0-0--|
B|------0-0-----0-0--3--3-3----------1-1----1-1----1-1-----1-1--|
G|------0-0-----0-0--0--0-0--0h2-----2-2----2-2--2-2-2-----2-2--|
D|------0-0-----0-0--0--0-0------0-0h2-2--2-2-2----2-2-0h2-2-2--|
A|------2-2--2--2-2----------------0----------------------------|
E|--0h3---------------------------------------------------------|
T T T T T T T
Dm Dm7
v ^ v ^ v ^ v ^
e|-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1---||
B|-----3-3-----3-3-----1-1-----1-1---||
G|-----2-2--2--2-2-----2-2--2--2-2---||x6
D|--0---------------0----------------||
A|-----------------------------------||
E|-----------------------------------||
T T T T
Melodica Notes: Directly from Zach via FRs site.
First part:
Bb Eb D F G
F G F Eb
The harmony part starts and ends the same, but diverges in between:
Bb Bb D C
Verse I
C
Anne, lets die in some dim town
G
My brown eyes wait to weigh us down
Am
The candles round the tub will drown
Dm Dm7
In our after-noons
C
Music from our evening parlor
G
Darker than the autumn hour
Am
I gave my child twenty dollars
Dm Dm7
For tearing at our moons
-banjo solo-
Verse II
C
Dark damp men muddied our house
G
In my dreams to bleed your blouse
Am
I smiled from my sleep to douse
Dm Dm7
The horror of this hour
C
Our boy on dark hills blurry crawling
G
His rain-glazed shaking porches falling
Am
The homes of all his friends just sprawling
Dm Dm7
Withering like flowers
Verse III
C
Anne, Ive loved you from a boy
G
No other autumn could destroy
Am
The town our winds fused to enjoy
Dm Dm7
Whispering dark farmlands
C
Tearing moons, these moons are tearing
G
Swearing terror inside their daring
Am
Crumbling prayers, dark autumns faring
Dm Dm7
Straight out of our hands
End with a couple more runs through the chords
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_wksmHg5x8&feature=endscreen&NR=1
http://www.frontierruckus.com/content
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| v downstroke
| ^ upstroke
| T Thumb
************************************
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mount Marcy - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 5
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
This riff is a little tricky
Fingering... P M R
e||----------------3--2--0--------------||
B||---3--3-3-3--3--0--0--0--3---3--3-3--||
G||---0--0-0-0--0--0--0--0--0---0--0-0--||
D||---0--0-0-0--0--0--0--0--0---0--0-0--||
A||---2--2-2-2--2---------------2--2-2--||
E||---3--3-3-3--3---------------3--3-3--||
Intro
G(riff)x4, Am, G(riff)x4, Am
Verse I
G
Mount Marcy is growing sparse, she is the farce that I would like to
Am G(riff)x2
Tell From the bottom of your well
G
Feel the bushes, brambles rambling. Ample sapling, suckling all the
Am G(riff)x2
Air and the north from Marcys hair
Am
When my death-day comes
G(riff)x2
When my death-day numbs me
Am
I shall become one
G(riff)x2
I shall become nothing
C G(riff)x4, Am
And something, something is the heaven-king for me
Verse II
G
Your crucifixion-three-large-hills are shadow-making over stilts we
Am G(riff)x2
Built on the mountains silt
G
Marcy, youre my favorite love, seventeen and freckled like a
Am G
Soul to forget you would be so, oh, oh, oh
Am
Hard on me. Hard on me. Hard on me
G(Riff)x2
to cut you from my dream-range
Am G(riff)x2
But we shall become one, we shall become nothing
C D, G
And something, that something is the heaven-king for me!
-Banjo Solo-
1! 2! 1! 2! 3! 4!
Am C D G
e|------------0--|-----------0--2--3--|
B|------------1--|-----------1--3--3--|
G|------------2--|-----------0--2--0--|
D|------------2--|-----------2--0--0--|
A|--------0---0--|--------0--3-----2--|
E|--0-2-3--------|--0-2-3----------3--|
Verse III
G
Birds are chirping, youre usurping things that I would never want to
Am G(riff)x2
Tell from the top of your landfill
G
Workers smoking, all evoking western counties, full of filth and
Am G
Love to which youre bound above
Am G(riff)x2
When my death-day comes for certain, Ill be sorry
Am G(riff)x2
For all that I have done indoors when outside sons were shining
C
They are blinding, binding, reminding me the heaven-king is one.
Am C D G
e||------------0--||-----------0--2--3--|--3p0--------------3~-----|
B||------------1--||-----------1--3--3--|-----3p0-----------3~-----|
G||------------2--|x2----------0--2--0--|--------2p0--------0~-----|
D||------------2--||-----------2--0--0--|------------0------0~-----|
A||--------0---0--||--------0--3-----2--|--------------0----2~-----|
E||--0-2-3--------||--0-2-3----------3--|----------------3--3~-----|
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtbRI4hYawU
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook/
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ Let Ring
************************************
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Blood - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 6
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
Intro
Am C Fmaj7
e|---0--0-0--0--0---0---0---------------------------0--0-0--0-0--0--0-0--|
B|---1--1-1--1--1---1---1-0--1--1-1-1--1---1--1-0---1--1-1--1-1--1--1-0--|
G|---2--2-2--2--2---2---2-0--0--0-0-0--0---0--0-0---2--2-2--2-2--2--2-0--|
D|---2--2-2--2--0h2-0h2-0-0--2--2-2-2--0h2-0--0-0---3--3-3--3-3--3--3----|
A|---0--0-0--0--0---0---0----3--3-3-3--3---3--3--------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
Dm (riff)
e|---1--1-1--1-1-----------| e|-------------|
B|---3--3-3--3-3--3/5--3\1-| B|-------------|
G|---2--2-2--2-2-----------|X5 G|-------------|He sometimes plays this
D|---0--0-0--0-0-----------| D|-------------|into an Am.
A|-------------------------| A|---0--3b--0--|
E|-------------------------| E|-------------|
Verse I
Am C Fmaj7 Dm (riff)
The black figure of my body above your window as youre dreaming
Am C F Am G
I came to wake you and take you up north
Am C Fmaj7 Dm (riff)
The yard was wet, the heavens forget the way things are seeming
Am C F
For us who must stumble in yards dark as horses
Am F Am G G7
Am C Famj7 Dm (riff)
Your dream went like this, John the Bap-tist came back vapor veiled
Am C F Am G
With grand expec-tations for what he had started
Am C Fmaj7 Dm (riff)
And you couldnt res-ist, you gave him the gist about how things failed
Am G F
And how all but one fire-heart had departed
Chorus
Em F Am G G7
And that you were her, and you were sure
Am C
That you had the Blood, that you had the Blood
G F
That all is made of
Dm C
And that is alright, that is alright
Em F G G7
I cannot think of a better dove
Am
To carry the Blood
C Fmaj7 Dm(riff) Am C Fmaj7 Dm (riff)
Verse II
Am C Fmaj7 Dm (riff)
The canal was bright, its innards ignite when moon stretches tight
Am C F Am G
To show the cargo the floating is gliding
Am C Fmaj7 Dm (riff)
The edges are dark, its channeled by bark, it carries the mark
Am G F
Of every speckle of guilt I was hiding
Am F Am G G7
Verse III
Am C
The bathroom does taste of menstruation
Fmaj7 Dm (riff)
chasing night-musk through window screen
Am C F Am G
Like wounded doves all pretty things bleed
Am C Fmaj7 Dm
Like my highway dream, Judas re-deemed for the one kiss he rode on
Am G F
Our spirits ride canals and never in deeds
Verse IV
Em F Am G G7
Deeds do go, and deeds do not
Am C
Carry the Blood, carry the Blood
G F
That all is made of
Dm C
Carry it right, all through the night
Em F G G7
Till you see what we are of a dove
Am
that carries the Blood
C Fmaj7 Dm(riff) Am C Fmaj7 Dm Am
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qtsZ-nCGRs
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook/
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
************************************
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Bethlehem - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 7
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
Intro Riff
e|----------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------|
G|-----------------------0----------|
D|---------------0---0h2------------|
A|---------0h1h2---2-------2-0------|
E|---3------------------------------|
G D7 G7 C
Beth-le-hem
A7
is my kind of town
Bm Am Cm
No matter what is born there
C D Em (see tab) A7
Most men find their knees on the ground
C D G (see tab) B7
Most men find their knees on the ground
-Walk down from G to B7-
G B7
e|--3-3-------------2---2-2--2-2--2-2---|
B|--0-0-------------0---0-0--0-0--0-0---|
G|--0-0--0-0--0-0---2---2-2--2-2--2-2---|
D|--0-0--0-0--0-0---1---1-1--1-1--1-1---|
A|--2-2--0-0--0-0---2---2-2--2-2--2-2---|
E|--3-3--2-2--1-1-----------------------|
G D7 G7
And Betha-nys a pilgrim
e|---1------------------0---|
B|---0--3/5--3----------1---|
G|---0---------4-3-2----0---|
D|---0---------------0--2---|
A|---2------------------3---|
E|---3--3/(5)---------------|
C A7
Shes there by day-light
Bm Am Cm
I thought she was one of the children
C D Em (see tab) A7
But now shes the mother of dreams I cant wake from
e|-----------------0--|
B|--0-0------------2--|
G|--0-0------------0--|
D|--2-2--2-2--2-2--2--|
A|--2-2--0-0--0-0--0--|
E|--0-0--0-0--2-2-----|
C D G Walk Down to Am instead of B7
Now shes the mother of night
Am
The night lulls in
C C7
On biblical lands
G D Em (see tab)
And it stands for all Im missing
Bm F C D
And it steals my mind with a half-smile
Bm F C D
And it deals the North out in black piles
Bm F C D
And it reels me hard round the past while
Em A7 C Cm
I think maybe I could belong there, too
G D7 G7 F C
Beth-le-hem
A7
is my kind of town
Bm Am Cm
With rooftops where the tar is warm
C D Em (see tab) A7
Where I’m so lonesome I could drown
C D G
And no one would kneel themselves down
[Walk down from G to E7]
E7
To fish me
C D
Save maybe Beth
C D
Save maybe Beth
C D G
Save maybe Betha-ny
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5bzxsRUp6ME
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook/
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
************************************
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Foggy Lilac Windows - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 8
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
The chords are directly from Matthew on FR's site. I take little to no
credit for them. I did fix the forum formatting problems though.
Tuning: Standard [Capo 3rd Fret]
Chords: relative to capo
G C B/C Cm7 C7 Em Am Am7 F Fm Dm7 F/D Dm A7
e|---3---0---0---0---0---0---0---0----2---2---5---1----1---0---|
B|---0---1---1---1---1---0---1---1----2---2---6---1----3---2---|
G|---0---0---0---0---3---0---2---0----3---2---5---2----2---0---|
D|---0---2---0---2---2---2---2---2----4---4---0---0----0---2---|
A|---2---3---2---0---3---2---0---0----4---4----------------0---|
E|---3-------------------0------------2---2--------------------|
Ahh... A7 Lick
e|---------------| e|--0------------------|
B|---------------| B|--2---3p2-----3p2----|
G|---------------| G|--0---0-------0------|
D|----------0----| D|--2---2-------2------|
A|------0h2---0--| A|--0---0---0---0---0--|
E|--0h3----------| E|---------------------|
Verse I
G^ C Em
Ah, the holes of highway bones are filled
Am F Fm
But the tolls of highway loans are billed
Dm C F Dm7
To the board of directors of boredom, here
C Em
So I slept outside the worried exit
Am F Fm
And hurried to avoid the decrepit
Dm C F Dm7
Hordes of fallen Lords, I cant afford em, dear
Verse II
C C7
But overwhelmed is a laughing word
F G
To say youve taken for granted stillness
Dm C F Dm7
On an ever-moving planet
C C7
Was the glaciers falling heard
F G
Was the crumbling porchs utter realness
Dm C F Fm
Made of ash or made of granite
Verse III
Am Em
Oh, Im so longing for my mamas kiss
Dm C
And scratching my old lifetimes back
F Fm
That simpleminded tenderness
C A7
Is a pity that my searches lack
Am Em
The graveyard breathes reality
Dm C
But realitys blurred outside my gates
F Fm
No matter if I hesitate,
Chorus
C B/C
The foggy lilac windows come
Cm7 G Dm7 F/D
And dumb my number one ambition...
C
And its too much repitition
Cycle through the verse chords regularly: Some added licks he does.
G C Em Am F Fm
e|---------------------------------------------0---2--2--|
B|---------------1--1-1--1---1-1-----3/5--3\1--1---2--2--|
G|---------------0--0-0--0---0-0---0-----------2---3--2--|
D|----------0----2--2-2--0h2-2-2---2-----------2---4--4--|
A|------0h2---0--3--3-3--3---3-3---2-----------0---4--4--|
E|--0h3----------------------------0---------------2--2--|
Dm C F Dm7
e|--1-0---------------2--2-2-2-2-0--5--|
B|--3---3----1-0------2--2-2-2-2-0--6--|
G|--2-----2--0---0----3--3-3-3-3-0--5--|
D|--0--------2-----2--4--4-4-4-4-0--0--|
A|-----------3--------4--4-4-4-4-------|
E|--------------------2--2-2-2-2-------|
Verse IV
C Em
The south was knee-deep in the weeds
Am F Fm
And I was in a plank-wood parlor
Dm C F Dm7
Every flame from every mouth was only worth a dime
C Em
Feeling easier to move than shifting reeds
Am F Fm
I was wearing my times on my collar
Dm C F Dm7
But my colors dont get bright in seasons time
Verse V
C C7
Your biggest grid did shrink and sink
F G
In one nights walk of blindness
Dm C F Dm7
To foreign sites where bright lights find you out
C C7
When evolution is extinct
F G
And lurking is a fossils kindness
Dm C F Fm
And theres no one left under our sun to sign you out
Verse VI
Am Em
And the piano strings are damp and deep
Dm C
And the honky-tonk is breaking free
F Fm
And the second-grader that you keep
C A7
Beneath your skin is next to me
Am Em
Ah, who likes, who plays these games
Dm C
And who is clutching to the reins
F Fm
Cause I scurried open plains
Chorus II
C B/C
And the foggy lilac windows come
Cm7 G Dm7 F/D
And dumb my number one ambition...
C
And it's too much competition
e|---------------|
B|---------------|
G|---------------|
D|----------0----|
A|------0h2---0--|
E|--0h3----------|
Verse VII - Listen to the song to hear how to play this verse
C
And that bleached canal was rare
B/C
And Ma was there
Am G Dm7
And no one dared to care (about tomorrow)
C
The road is bare
B/C
I go nowhere
Am G Dm7
And all the joy that I'm aware (is food for sorrow)
C B/C
The loft upstairs is unprepared
Am G Dm7
The billboard fields are stoned in pairs
C B/C
The gravel layers and river dares
Am G Dm7
And the air is very weary
(end with a verse)
e|--1-0---------------2-2-2-2---2-2-2-2---0~-----|
B|--3---3----1-0------2-2-2-2---2-2-2-2---1~-----|
G|--2-----2--0---0----3-3-3-3---2-2-2-2---0~-----|
D|--0--------2-----2--4-4-4-4---4-4-4-4---2~-----|
A|-----------3--------4-4-4-4---4-4-4-4---3~-----|
E|--------------------2-2-2-2---2-2-2-2----------|
Sources:
Chords - http://www.frontierruckus.com/connect/
Lyrics - http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook/
Tabs - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kei4l3CcYPg
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
************************************
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Orion Town 2 - Frontier Ruckus
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: 3lacksabbath81
The Orion Songbook: Track 9
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Tuning: Standard
Verse I
Im going home, Im smoking my last cigarette
C#m F#m A E
e|-----4---------------2------------------------------------|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------0----------|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------1----------|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------2-------2--|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------2--2/4-----|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------0----------|
The muffler shops shouting that shes in the city
C#m F#m A G#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------4---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------4---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------6---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------6---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
The North Frozen Landfill I just cant forget
C#m F#m A F#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------2---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------2---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------4---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------4---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
Cause it marks the town of my pity
A B/E E
e|---------------------------------------------------|
B|-----2---------------4----------0------------------|
G|-----2---------------4----------1------------------|
D|-----2---------------4----------2------2-----------|
A|-----0---------------2----------2--2/4---4\2-0-----|
E|---------------------0----------0--------------1/2-|
Ori-on Town
A F#m
e|---------------------2----------|
B|-----2---------------2----------|
G|-----2---------------2----------|
D|-----2---------------4----------|
A|-----0---------------4----------|
E|---------------------2----------|
Verse II
Oh now Rochester, you son of a bitch
C#m F#m A E
e|-----4---------------2------------------------------------|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------0----------|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------1----------|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------2-------2--|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------2--2/4-----|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------0----------|
Your psyches and streets are a tumult of achin
C#m F#m A G#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------4---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------4---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------6---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------6---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
The awkwardest memories I just cant unstitch
C#m F#m A F#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------2---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------2---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------4---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------4---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
At least they know theyre not forsaken in
A B/E E
e|---------------------------------------------------|
B|-----2---------------4----------0------------------|
G|-----2---------------4----------1------------------|
D|-----2---------------4----------2------2-----------|
A|-----0---------------2----------2--2/4---4\2-0-----|
E|---------------------0----------0--------------1/2-|
Ori-on Town
A F#m
e|---------------------2----------|
B|-----2---------------2----------|
G|-----2---------------2----------|
D|-----2---------------4----------|
A|-----0---------------4----------|
E|---------------------2----------|
Verse III
I- 75 is the swallower of Christmas
C#m F#m A E
e|-----4---------------2------------------------------------|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------0----------|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------1----------|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------2-------2--|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------2--2/4-----|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------0----------|
The gloom of its gladness is night on our shoulders
C#m F#m A G#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------4---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------4---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------6---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------6---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
Connecting our sorrows like ponds with an isthmus
C#m F#m A F#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------2---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------2---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------4---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------4---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
Frozen and covered with boulders in
A B/E E
e|---------------------------------------------------|
B|-----2---------------4----------0------------------|
G|-----2---------------4----------1------------------|
D|-----2---------------4----------2------2-----------|
A|-----0---------------2----------2--2/4---4\2-0-----|
E|---------------------0----------0--------------1/2-|
Ori-on Town
A F#m
e|---------------------2----------|
B|-----2---------------2----------|
G|-----2---------------2----------|
D|-----2---------------4----------|
A|-----0---------------4----------|
E|---------------------2----------|
Cycle through the chords twice
Verse IV
The yelling, the holler of the ghost I have squandered
C#m F#m A E
e|-----4---------------2------------------------------------|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------0----------|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------1----------|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------2-------2--|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------2--2/4-----|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------0----------|
The snow combed tight brightly mirrored false wonder there
C#m F#m A G#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------4---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------4---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------6---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------6---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------4---|
That I did follow to the frozen water
C#m F#m A F#m
e|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
B|-----5---------------2----------2--------------2---|
G|-----6---------------2----------2--------------2---|
D|-----6---------------4----------2--------------4---|
A|-----4---------------4----------0--------------4---|
E|-----4---------------2-------------------------2---|
As my family stood there and stared at
A B/E E
e|---------------------------------------------------|
B|-----2---------------4----------0------------------|
G|-----2---------------4----------1------------------|
D|-----2---------------4----------2------2-----------|
A|-----0---------------2----------2--2/4---4\2-0-----|
E|---------------------0----------0--------------1/2-|
Ori-on Town
A F#m
e|---------------------2----------|
B|-----2---------------2----------|
G|-----2---------------2----------|
D|-----2---------------4----------|
A|-----0---------------4----------|
E|---------------------2----------|
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V96fWC6SmqA
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook/
************************************
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
************************************
The Deep-Yard Dream (approximately): I tune the low E all the way down to a C for that drone that gets hit a few times in the song during the C chord, and I usually capo it at the 1st fret just for singing purposes. It's mostly a vaguely Travis-style picking pattern (same as Back-Lot World and The Tower really).
Intro: Fmaj, C...
Verse: Fmaj7, C, Am, Dm, Em (by sliding Dm up whole step)...
Chorus: Fm7, G (by sliding Fmaj7 up whole step), weird Am (by sliding that G rig up another whole step but making it minor), then back to the G thing, then back to the Fmaj7...the chorus basically just dances back and forth
between those 3 chords in various ways.
Tuning: Standard [Capo 1st Fret]
e|---------0--------------------------------
B|-----1--------1---1---------------------
G|-------2--------2----------------
D|---3------------------------------------
A|-----------0---------------------
C|---------------------------------
Most of my dreams are robberies
The family dies the child flees
Through backyards filled with enemies and
Fences fleshed by panicked knees and
Freedom is the deep-night there
The hurried-flight emergencies
Hospital-hell tragedies are finding me in countries
So far
From my home
So hard
The night’s grown
And it seems to holler and glow
So long
The neighborhood is ceaseless where
Backyards kiss like memories and
Nothing is like the hot nightmare of
Hearing them in melodies and
Dangerous cars pull in our driveway
Blast their brights into our windows and
Though they don’t have guns or knives they
Fill me with a fear that takes me
So far
From my home
So hard
The night’s grown
And it seems to holler and glow
So long
So when the backyards finally end
You’ll find me on dark-highway, send
My fear to all the highwaymen at
The foot of the dark-highway bending
Back into a home again
A driveway lit like a dead-end for
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Am Em Dm Am G x6 or however many you want.
10. The Back-Lot World
11. Rosemont
13. Adirondack Amish Holler
14. The Deep-Yard Dream
