Ambrosia chords by Field Report

Tuning: Standard tuning

Difficulty: novice

SONG:   AMBROSIA
ARTIST: FIELD REPORT
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM

                AMBROSIA
              FIELD REPORT

INTRO:  G

VERSE:
C                 D
 Looking for the win win
G                         C
 With all this wishfull drinking
                         D
Got me thinking that I ought to
               G
Pray and wear this cross
    C               D
And be fed ambrosia by the doves
          G                 C
But they hold me to what I said was
                D                     G
Years or hours ago I can't be trusted only from

CHORUS:
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
  G        D      C
Nothing's gonna change
  G         D     C     G
Nothing's gonna change


VERSE:
C                            D
 I keep dreaming 'bout the sheriff's kid
G               C
 Who I used to chew Skoal with
                     D                   G   C  D
He was cruel to the other kids just for fun
C                      D
Always sought him out later on
        G                      C
But I never got the stones to tell him off
                D
He died alone years ago
      G
On a golf course with a gun


CHORUS:
    Em                      C
And I'm here, spinning my wheels
    Em                      C
And I'm here, spinning my wheels
            G            D     C
And maybe something's gonna change
        G         D     C     G
Maybe nothing's gonna change



VERSE:
C                   D
 Time was I could stand up straight
       G                        C
But I lost my balance with the ballast weight
                D           G    D  D7  Bm7
Cast over the gunnels overboard
        C                    D
Now got nothing left to push up against
           G         C
But this imgainary resonance
               D                        G   C
Staring at a spot out on the opposite shore


BREAK:
G          C            D
 And that old familiar well throat burn
       G               C
Of a drunk who really got hurt
                 D                       G   D
Don't worry baby we got the past on the run
Bm     C                     D
  And despite our sins, we would not sink
           G              C
We would buoyed by your brackish grace
                        D
In our mouths, like an ocean drink,
    G                C
We saw shown in the sun
                            D
And the grackles learn the car alarms
 G               C
Keeping all the neighbors warned and lovers armed
D                    G
 I do believe we're going down


CHORUS/OUTRO:
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
        G        D      C
Maybe nothing's gonna change
        G          D      C
Maybe something's gonna change
        G         D     C
Maybe nothing's gonna change


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