Chill-Axin'

Capo: 2nd fret

[Intro]
D    Bm7  A  D    Bm7  A 
(x2)
 
[Verse 1]
 D         Bm7  A          D       Bm7      A       Em    A    Em    A
High tide's up... and the water's coming in on the shore
        G     Em     A               Em         A          G      D    Bm7  A  Em  A
Usually wait until vacation... but I sure can't take this city anymore
 
D           Bm7   A          D                  Bm7    A       Em    A    Em    A
Work's been hell.. and that rush hour traffic's never been a breeze
          G      Em        A             Em         A      G                   D    Bm7  A  D    Bm7  A
Ain't no hustle where I'm goin', just a warm trade wind a blowin' through the trees
 
 
[Chorus 1]
                 G          A                     D
I don't need no sympathy... that won't bring satisfaction
                        G         A           Bm
Just need to charge my battery... had a bad reaction
      Em    Em7      A                  D    Bm7  A  D    Bm7  A
Gonna do my best to decompress,--- chill-axin'
 
 
[Verse 2]
         D            Bm7    A         D              Bm7     A          Em    A    Em    A
I could fire up my ol' motorcycle and head up to the country where it's green
       G          Em  A                Em        A         G             D    Bm7  A  Em  A
Maybe head up to Montana, but there's something about the ocean that's serene
 
D              Bm7   A           D       Bm7    A      Em    A    Em    A
Fifteen hundred miles… still got seven hundred left to do
        G              Em     A            Em                   A    G        D    Bm7  A  D    Bm7  A
But it don't seem like forever... when you know that you're out runnin' the blues
 
 
[Chorus 2]
                 G          A                     D
I don't need no sympathy... that won't bring satisfaction
                        G         A           Bm
Just need to charge my battery... had a bad reaction
      Em    Em7      A                  D    Bm7  A  D    Bm7  A
Gonna do my best to decompress,--- chill-axin'
 
 
[Bridge]
           Am                        G              D    D    Bm7  A  D    Bm7  A
There's a worm in the bottle and Wild Shot on the table
           Am                       G                  D    Bm7  A
With some salt and lime and some mezcal maybe I'll be able
    Em                         A                            D    Bm7  A  D    Bm7  A
To find my paradise, put this broken world on ice, --- chill-axin'
 
 
[Outro]
 D         Bm7  A          D       Bm7      A       Em    A    Em    A
High tide's up and the water's comin' in on the shore
           G                          A                           D  
I usually wait until vacation, but I just can't take this city anymore  -----