Wrecking Ball Chords

Wrecking Ball - Gillian Welch
Soul Journey
 
 
[Intro]
F C | G     | F  C  | F     | C     |
    | Am G  | F     | Am G  | C     |
 
[Verse 1]
C                    F        C
Well now boys, I'm a rollin' stone
G                        F          C
That's what I was when I first left home
F                            C
I took every secret that I'd ever known
    Am     G        F
and headed for the wall
Am      G           C
   Like a wrecking ball
 
[Verse 2]
C                F            C
Started down the holy road of sin
G                    F      C
Playin' bass under a pseudonym
F                            C
The days were rough and it's all quite dim
       Am         G         F
but my mind cuts through it all
Am      G           C
   Like a wrecking ball
 
[Chorus]
F C     Am                     G
 I  was just a little deadhead
F        C       F       C
  Who's watching, who is watching
F C     Am                     G
 I  was just a little deadhead
 
[Verse 3]
F         C       F             C
  Fallen daughter on a scholarship
G                            F     C
  Well, I got tired and let my average slip
F                     C
  Then I's a farmer in the Pogonip
     Am            G   F
with the weed that I recall
Am            G         C
   was like a wrecking ball
 
[Verse 4]
C                          F             C
 I met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin
G                          F     C
  She showed me colors I'd never seen
F                          C
  Drank the bottom out of my canteen
Am        G      F
then left in the fall
Am      G           C
   like a wrecking ball
 
[Verse 5]
C               F               C
  Standin' there in the morning mist
G                      F         C
  Jack and Coke at the end of my wrist
F                    C
Yes, I remember when first we kissed
Am            G          F
though it was nothing at all
Am      G           C
   like a wrecking ball
 
[Chorus]
F     C     Am                   G
 Hey boys,     a little deadhead
F        C       F        C
  Who's watching, who is watching
F  C     Am                      G
 I   was just a little deadhead
 
[Verse 6]
F           C      F           C
  Too much trouble  for me to shake
G                       F        C
Oh, the weather and the blindin' ache
F                         C
was riding high till the '89 quake
Am            G           F
hit the Santa Cruz Garden Mall
Am      G           C
   like a wrecking ball
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