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Nashville Tennessee

Frank Turner
Version1
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--|
|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--|
|-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--|
|-0-0-0-0-0-2-0-0-0-0-0-0--|
|-2-0-2-3-0-0-0-3-2-0-2-2--|
|-3-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3--|
 From the heart  of the Southern Downs,  to the North-East  London reservoirs,
 From the start,  the land scaped my sound,  before I'd ever  been  to America.
  C D
 And if I knew anybody who played pedal steel guitar,
  C D
 I'd get them in my band and then my band would get real far,
 But I was raised  in middle England,  and not in Nashville  Tennessee,
 And the only  person in  my band is me.
 A simple scale on an old guitar, and a punk rock sense of honesty.
 I cannot fail, I've got this far with no knowledge of mid-west geography.
 And if I knew anywhere where I could drive in a straight line
 For hours in the desert, I'd drive for hours at a time.
 But I was raised in middle England, not in Nashville Tennessee,
 And the only person in this car is me.
 And yes I'm in four-four time,  and yes I use cheap  cheap rhymes,
 But I try to make a sound  my own.
 I know I don't break  new ground,  many have travelled  this sound,
 But I try to make it sound  like home.
 
 Well I've been to Texas state, I didn't think it was that fucking great,
 And Nebraska is just a bunch of songs,
 Holloway and Hampshire where I belong.
 And I don't know anybody who plays pedal steel guitar,
 All the city roads are twisted and I do not own a car.
 I was raised in middle England, not in Nashville Tennessee,
 And the only thing I'm offering is me.
 Tabbed out by rouge_lettuce

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Readable chord sheet for Nashville Tennessee by Frank Turner

|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--|
|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--|
|-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--|
|-0-0-0-0-0-2-0-0-0-0-0-0--|
|-2-0-2-3-0-0-0-3-2-0-2-2--|
|-3-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3--|

From the [G]heart of the Southern [G]Downs, to the N[C]orth-East L[D]ondon [G]reservoirs,
From the [G]start, the land scaped my s[G]ound, before I'd e[C]ver b[D]een to A[G]merica.

       C          D          [don't know this bit]
And if I knew anybody who played pedal steel guitar,
     C              D          [don't know this bit]
I'd get them in my band and then my band would get real far,
But I was r[C]aised in middle [D]England, and not in [B7]Nashville Tennes[Em]see,
And the o[C]nly person [D]in my band is [G]me.

A simple scale on an old guitar, and a punk rock sense of honesty.
I cannot fail, I've got this far with no knowledge of mid-west geography.

And if I knew anywhere where I could drive in a straight line
For hours in the desert, I'd drive for hours at a time.
But I was raised in middle England, not in Nashville Tennessee,
And the only person in this car is me.

[Am]   And yes I'm in [C]four-four [G]time, and yes I use [D]cheap cheap [Am]rhymes,
But I try to make a [C]sound my [G]own.
[Am]   I know I don't b[C]reak new [G]ground, many have [D]travelled this [Am]sound,
But I try to make it [C]sound like [G]home.

           [G]  [hold]                     [G] [hold]
Well I've been to Texas state, I didn't think it was that fucking great,
And Nebraska is just a bunch of songs,
Holloway and Hampshire where I belong.
And I don't know anybody who plays pedal steel guitar,
All the city roads are twisted and I do not own a car.
I was raised in middle England, not in Nashville Tennessee,
And the only thing I'm offering is me.

[the bit above after the two Gs is the same as 'if i knew...' etc]

Tabbed out by rouge_lettuce

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