Albuquerque Low

A                                               D  A
I spring awake and the flames lick at my heels
A                                                        D
I fall and freeze in sentiments I’ve grappled with for years, like
F#m               E              D             A
How I’ll give up everything for what I love to do
    F#m               E             D             A         E
And how it all means nothing if it wasn’t all for you, old friend
          F#m            D             A
I slam my fucking head into the wall again

D          A            D                A
Before you go, promise you’ll commit my bones
        D              A            E             A
To the salty sand and stone on the Gulf of Mexico
A/G# F#m            D       A           E
And when the tide rises to baptize the shore
         D            A       E            A
Let the wind take me home via Albuquerque low.

A D (x4)

A                                               D  A
We sat and smoked on a speeding midnight train
A                                                               D  A
I arrived and mourned the fact that she would come and go again
F#m             E              D              A
Hung up on the cities that we both wanted to leave
F#m                 E              D                 A               E
Speaking slow and somber like we liked the taste of air between our teeth
               F#m              D           A
We watched the sun come up and faced reality

D          A            D                A
Before you go, promise you’ll commit my bones
        D              A            E             A
To the salty sand and stone on the Gulf of Mexico
A/G# F#m            D       A           E
And when the tide rises to baptize the shore
         D            A       E            A
Let the wind take me home via Albuquerque low.

A Bm F#m D
           Crack your windows
A Bm F#m D                       A Bm F#m D
............on sleepless summer nights
                 A Bm F#m D
You will hear me
                           Bm
on the passing ocean breeze, as it softly carries me

D          A            D                A
Before you go, promise you’ll commit my bones
        D              A            E             A
To the salty sand and stone on the Gulf of Mexico
A/G# F#m            D       A           E
And when the tide rises to baptize the shore
         D            A       E            A
Let the wind take me home via Albuquerque low.
D    A
Woah
D    A
Woah
D    A
Woah

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