John Prine - Spanish Pipedream Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
2
1
3
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
2
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
She was a Glevel headed dancer on the Croad to alcohol And DI was just a soldier on my way to MontreGal Well she Gpressed her chest against me About the Ctime the juke box broke Yeah, she Dgave me a peck on the back of the neck And these are the words she Gspoke

Chorus

Blow up your GT.V. throw away your paper Go to the Dcountry, build you a Ghome Plant a little Ggarden, eat a lot of peaches Try an find DJesus on your Gown Well, I Gsat there at the table and I Cacted real naive For I Dknew that topless lady had something up her Gsleeve Well, she Gdanced around the bar room and she Cdid the hoochy-coo Yeah she Dsang her song all night long, tellin me what to dGo Well, GI was young and hungry and aCbout to leave that place When Djust as I was leavin, well she looked me in the Gface I said GYou must know the answer, She said CNo but I'll give it a try And to Dthis very day we've been livin our way And here is the reason Gwhy We blew up our GT.V. threw away our paper Went to the Dcountry, built us a Ghome Had a lot of Gchildren, fed 'em on peaches They all found DJesus on their Gown C G
Cords

G C D

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