Sedona Houndmouth

Sedona

Houndmouth

LoopKing

902
0:00 3:44
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Eb
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| Eb | - | - | - |
| Ab | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
Eb
                          Ab
The red sandstone, it fell
Eb                                   Ab
Right smack on top of Sedona Arabelle

[Pre-Chorus]
     Eb
When John Ford said,
"Won't you hop on in?"
And the Stagecoach baby gonna take you for a spin,
       Ab
oh whoa
Whoa whoa

[Chorus]
Bb7     Eb            Ab
   Well hey little Hollywood
       Bb7
You're gone but you're not forgot
           Eb              Ab
You got the  cash but your credit's no good
    Bb7
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
        Eb
And I remember,
                    Ab               Bb7                  Eb
I remember when the neon used to burn   so bright and pink
Ab            Bb7        Eb
Saturday night   kind of pink!

[Verse 2]
                                Ab
Well the blacklist and its hosts
   Eb
He came down so swift
                              Ab
And you drove him to the coast

[Pre-Chorus]
      Eb
We're going California but we're all out of work
I guess that's better than a grave and a hearse,
       Ab
oh whoa
Whoa whoa

[Chorus]
Bb7     Eb            Ab
   Well hey little Hollywood
       Bb7
You're gone but you're not forgot
           Eb              Ab
You got the  cash but your credit's no good
    Bb7
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
        Eb
And I remember,
                    Ab               Bb7                  Eb
I remember when the neon used to burn   so bright and pink
Ab            Bb7        Eb
Saturday night   kind of pink!

[Verse 3]
                         Ab
Now the devil's in a rush
Eb                                 Ab
  And this duct tape makes you hush

[Pre-Chorus]
      Eb
Well, hey there, Sedona,
let me cut you a deal
                                                       Ab
I'm a little hungover and I may have to steal your soul
Oh ho

[Chorus]
Bb7     Eb            Ab
   Well hey little Hollywood
       Bb7
You're gone but you're not forgot
           Eb              Ab
You got the  cash but your credit's no good
    Bb7
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
        Eb
And I remember,
                    Ab               Bb7
I remember when the neon used to burn   so bright and pink
                   Eb
So bright and pink!

[Outro]
Ab            Bb7        Eb
Saturday night   kind of pink!

Mesures

[Intro]
| Eb | - | - | - |
| Ab | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
| Eb | - | - | - |
| Ab | - | - | - |
| Eb | - | - | - |
| Ab | - | - | - |

The red sandstone, it fell
Right smack on top of Sedona Arabelle

[Pre-Chorus]
| Eb | - | - | - |
| Ab | - |

When John Ford said,
"Won't you hop on in?"
And the Stagecoach baby gonna take you for a spin,
oh whoa
Whoa whoa

[Chorus]
          | Bb7 | -  |
| Eb | Ab | Bb7 | -  |
| Eb | Ab | Bb7 | -  |
| Eb | Ab | Bb7 | -  |
| Eb | Ab | Bb7 | Eb |
| -  | -  | -   |

Well hey little Hollywood
You're gone but you're not forgot
You got the  cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
And I remember,
I remember when the neon used to burn   so bright and pink
Saturday night   kind of pink!

[Verse 2]
            | Ab |
| - | - | - | Eb |
| - | - | - | Ab |
| - | - | - |

Well the blacklist and its hosts
He came down so swift
And you drove him to the coast

[Pre-Chorus]
            | Eb |
| - | - | - | Ab |
| - |

We're going California but we're all out of work
I guess that's better than a grave and a hearse,
oh whoa
Whoa whoa

[Chorus]
     | Bb7 | -  | Eb |
| Ab | Bb7 | -  | Eb |
| Ab | Bb7 | -  | Eb |
| Ab | Bb7 | -  | Eb |
| Ab | Bb7 | Eb | -  |
| -  | -   |

Well hey little Hollywood
You're gone but you're not forgot
You got the  cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
And I remember,
I remember when the neon used to burn   so bright and pink
Saturday night   kind of pink!

[Verse 3]
        | Ab | - |
| - | - | Eb | - |
| - | - | Ab | - |
| - | - |

Now the devil's in a rush
And this duct tape makes you hush

[Pre-Chorus]
        | Eb | - |
| - | - | Ab | - |

Well, hey there, Sedona,
let me cut you a deal
I'm a little hungover and I may have to steal your soul
Oh ho

[Chorus]
| Bb7 | - | Eb | Ab |
| Bb7 | - | Eb | Ab |
| Bb7 | - | Eb | Ab |
| Bb7 | - | Eb |

Well hey little Hollywood
You're gone but you're not forgot
You got the  cash but your credit's no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
And I remember,
I remember when the neon used to burn   so bright and pink
So bright and pink!

[Outro]
               | Ab |
| Bb7 | Eb |

Saturday night   kind of pink!

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