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Backing Out

John Wesley Harding
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 
 
   Been living in the city  too  long now
   Even my lungs have started  to  groan
   Everybody is singing  their  own song
   Sometimes I want  to sing alone
   Never been a prima  donna
  I never  seem to want to be the one  to complain
   Enough's too much and now  I'm a goner
  Stop  the madness scene  before it drives  me insane
   Take me where the sun  won't shine on me
   Take me where my conscience  won't go  now
   Take me where the sun  won't shine - on me
  Don't  tell me I'm backing  out 'cause I  don't want to know
  Don't  tell me I'm backing  out 'cause I  don't want to know
 
 
   Everyone around this town  is so angry  now
   Blaring horns and swearing; shaking  fists
   If everybody in the world  was a hit  man
   We'd wipe each other off each other's  hit  lists
   Who wants to stand  and be counted
  Or anger  every man until there's lines  on your face,  now
   I don't want to be the one  to start the shouting
  I'm part  of this society  and I  know my place
   Take me where the sun  won't shine on me
   Take me where my conscience  won't go  now
   Take me where the sun  won't shine - on me
  Don't  tell me I'm backing  out 'cause I  don't want to know
  Don't  tell me I'm backing  out 'cause I  don't want to know
   Everything around this town is so boring
  Well nothing changes; Nothing doesn't stay the same
   Ten years when we had high ideals
  We couldn't wait to play the protest game
   But now we have our thing  together
   Our brand new leathers, three bank  accounts
   Who cares about the starving  millions
  We're  just happy  that our cheques  don't bounce
   Take me where the sun  won't shine on me
   Take me where my conscience  won't go  now
   Take me where the sun  won't shine - on me
  Don't  tell me I'm backing  out 'cause I  don't want to know
  Don't  tell me I'm backing  out 'cause I  don't want to ...
  No, Don't  tell me I'm backing  out 'cause I  don't want to know
 
 
  ==== T  N  ====
 Notes
 ~~~~~
 1. I'm not too sure about the lyrics (thanks to Alan Pulliam for supplying
  them, BTW). I had completely the wrong idea originally in a few places
  and I've listened carefully and made one or two minor changes to them,
  but I'm still unsure of a few bits:
  Stop the madness scene before it drives me insane
  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^
  Or anger every man until there's lines on your face, now
  ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
  ^especially this bit^
  Our brand new leathers, three bank accounts
  ^^^^^^^^
  Here, Alan reckons it's probably `Lotus'
 4. The licks in this song are pretty easy, so I haven't included them in
  the CRD.

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Readable chord sheet for Backing Out by John Wesley Harding

[A] [E]        [A]   [E]   [A] [E]     [B7]   [E]
    [A] [E]        [A]   [E]   [A] [E]     [B7]   [E]

    [A]  [E]  Been living in the c[A]ity too[E] long n[A]ow
      [E]  Even my lungs have s[B7]tarted to[E] groan
    [A]  [E]  Everybody is s[A]inging their[E] own son[A]g
      [E]  Sometimes I want[B7]  to sing al[E]one

    [E]  [A]  Never been a p[E]rima donna
        I n[A]ever seem to want to be the o[E]ne to compl[B7]ain
   [B7]   [E]  Enough's too much and n[A]ow I'm a goner
        [C#m]Stop the madness sc[A]ene before it d[B7]rives me ins[E]ane

      [A]  Take me where the [E]sun won't shine on me
      [A]  Take me where my c[E]onscience won't [B7]go now
      [E]  Take me where the s[A]un won't shine - on me
        [C#m]Don't tell me I'm b[A]acking out 'cause [B7]I don't want to k[E]now
        [C#m]Don't tell me I'm b[A]acking out 'cause [B7]I don't want to k[E]now

    [A] [E]        [A]   [E]   [A] [E]     [B7]   [E]
    [A] [E]        [A]   [E]   [A] [E]     [B7]   [E]

    [A]  [E]  Everyone around this t[A]own is so [E]angry now[A]
      [E]  Blaring horns and swearing; s[B7]haking[E] fists
    [A]  [E]  If everybody in the w[A]orld was a h[E]it man[A]
      [E]  We'd wipe each other off each [B7]other's hit[E] lists

    [E]  [A]  Who wants to stan[E]d and be counted
        Or [A]anger every man until there's l[E]ines on your f[B7]ace, n[B7]ow
      [E]  I don't want to be the o[A]ne to start the shouting
        I'm [C#m]part of this soc[A]iety and [B7]I know my p[E]lace

      [A]  Take me where the [E]sun won't shine on me
      [A]  Take me where my c[E]onscience won't [B7]go now
      [E]  Take me where the s[A]un won't shine - on me
        [C#m]Don't tell me I'm b[A]acking out 'cause [B7]I don't want to k[E]now
        [C#m]Don't tell me I'm b[A]acking out 'cause [B7]I don't want to k[E]now

    [A]  [E]  Everything around this town is so boring

        Well nothing changes; Nothing doesn't stay the same
    [A]  [E]  Ten years when we had high ideals

        We couldn't wait to play the protest game

    [E]  [A]  But now we have our th[E]ing together
    [E]  [A]  Our brand new leathers, three b[E]ank acc[B7]ounts
      [E]  Who cares about the s[A]tarving millions
        W[C#m]e're just h[A]appy that our ch[B7]eques don't b[E]ounce

      [A]  Take me where the [E]sun won't shine on me
      [A]  Take me where my c[E]onscience won't [B7]go now
      [E]  Take me where the s[A]un won't shine - on me
        [C#m]Don't tell me I'm b[A]acking out 'cause [B7]I don't want to k[E]now
        [C#m]Don't tell me I'm b[A]acking out 'cause [B7]I don't want to .[E]..
        No, [C#m]Don't tell me I'm b[A]acking out 'cause [B7]I don't want to k[E]now

    [A] [E]        [A]   [E]   [A] [E]     [B7]   [E]
    [A] [E]        [A]   [E]   [A] [E]     [B7]   [E]

                        ==== T [B] [E]   [E] N [D] ====

Notes
~~~~~
1. I'm not too sure about the lyrics (thanks to Alan Pulliam for supplying
   them, BTW).  I had completely the wrong idea originally in a few places
   and I've listened carefully and made one or two minor changes to  them,
   but I'm still unsure of a few bits:

        Stop the madness scene before it drives me insane
                 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^
        Or anger every man until there's lines on your face, now
           ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
                                 ^especially this bit^

        Our brand new leathers, three bank accounts
                      ^^^^^^^^
                        Here, Alan reckons it's probably `Lotus'

4. The licks in this song are pretty easy, so I haven't included  them  in
   the CRD.

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