Chris Knight - Rural Route Chords

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

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
X
2
1
X
3
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
11 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
         
         
         
         
         
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
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

F B F B

I built a Ffire up on the hill, I Bsat in the woods and drank my fill Talked to FGod all night, Btook another shot at setting me right Then I Cwalked down to the Froad , filled a Bbeer can full of F.22 holes Then I Csaid goodbye, yeah I Bsaid goodbye

Chorus

I'd go Cback but I can't go Fhome, cause the river is Bup and the road is Fclosed and there Cain't no telFephone.........at my Bmother's house and all the Clights are out......down on the rFural route B There Fain't much of nothin' left, this Bplace where I became myself FGhosts and memories, I'd Bwalk on by , but they'd follow me I seen CPenny on down the Froad, asking Bif I'd seen my Fbrother I Cjust said no.....well I guess I'd Bbetter go

Chorus

I'd go Cback but I can't go Fhome, cause the river is Bup and the road is Fclosed and there Cain't no teleFphone.........at my Bmother's house and all the Clights are out......down on the Frural route B I built a Ffire up on the hill, I Bsat in the woods and drank my fill Talked to FGod all night, Btook another shot at setting me right Then IC'd just walFk away, ain't Bnothin here I Fwant to remember Canyway... Least nBot today

Chorus

I'd go Cback but I can't go Fhome, cause the river is Bup and the road is Fclosed and there Cain't no teleFphone.........at my Bmother's house and all the Clights are out......down on the rFural route

End F B F B F


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