Valley Of The Low Sun
Jakob DylanVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure
And laid our armor down
These precious metals and these captain's letters
They are no use to us now
In the day we struggle with fatigue much greater
Than any offer was
We bow down and worship these bandits and cowboys
Unable to hold their own guns
I know that soldiers are not paid to think
But something is making us sick
Onward and steady
Able and young
In the valley of the low, low sun
In the shade we wander along a highway's shoulder
Into the back of beyond
Burning the daylight into a pastime
That's too wise to come more than once
It's boom boom thunder ain't no sleep coming
Out mining a slippery world
Of snow covered beaches and junkyards of diesel
And bombers named after girls
On bridges of black ice not built for the rush
There's a new kind of beast getting up
That's stranger than fiction
Speaking in tongue
In the valley of the low, low sun
Hold on for the slow turning
Smoke if you've got 'em boys
This is bottom hiding out
Down under the stairs
Tomorrow has come
Like it's drunk on the blood
Of the men who have dared to be there
(Hold)
The earth's still climbing as it keeps on grinding
Its way up around the sun
As cool water crashes down to the masses
Bootlegged and bottled like rum
My dreams are humble, lean as arrows
Streetwise, ready, and fair
As we bum rush the ages tied to the rails
On high seas not fit to be sailed
Whatever we've taken does feel like heaven
But baby, we just look like hell
Act like you mean it where paradise was
In the valley of the low, low sun
Act like you mean it where paradise was
In the valley of the low, low sun
(Sounds more complicated due to the overdubbed guitar soloing over the top, but it sounds
like to me underneath he just cycles these chords)
Finish on
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Readable chord sheet for Valley Of The Low Sun by Jakob Dylan
[C]We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure And [Am]laid our armor [G]down [F]These precious metals and these captain's letters [C]They are no use to us [G]now [C]In the day we struggle with fatigue much greater Than [Am]any offer [G]was [F]We bow down and worship these bandits and cowboys [C]Unable to hold their own [G]guns [F]I know that soldiers are not paid to think But [C]something is [G]making us [F]sick [C]Onward and steady [G]Able and young In the [F]valley of the [G]low, low [C]sun In the shade we wander along a highway's shoulder Into the back of beyond Burning the daylight into a pastime That's too wise to come more than once It's boom boom thunder ain't no sleep coming Out mining a slippery world Of snow covered beaches and junkyards of diesel And bombers named after girls On bridges of black ice not built for the rush There's a new kind of beast getting up That's stranger than fiction Speaking in tongue In the valley of the low, low sun [C]Hold on for the [Em]slow turning [F]Smoke if you've got 'em boys[G] This is bottom hiding [Em7]out [Am]Down under the stairs [G]Tomorrow has come Like it's [G]dr[Ab]unk on the blood Of the [Am]men who have dared to be [F]there [C] [G] [F] [C] [G](Hold) The earth's still climbing as it keeps on grinding Its way up around the sun As cool water crashes down to the masses Bootlegged and bottled like rum My dreams are humble, lean as arrows Streetwise, ready, and fair As we bum rush the ages tied to the rails On high seas not fit to be sailed Whatever we've taken does feel like heaven But baby, we just look like hell Act like you mean it where paradise was In the valley of the low, low sun Act like you mean it where paradise was In the valley of the low, low sun [C] [F] [G] (Sounds more complicated due to the overdubbed guitar soloing over the top, but it sounds like to me underneath he just cycles these chords) Finish on [C]