Useless Desires chords by Patty Griffin

Chords with lyrics

Standard tuning
Capo: 8

Dsus2: XX0230
G9:   320030
A:   X02220
Bm:   X24432


That means when you play the Dsus2, you have to use your pointer
and middle finger instead of your pointer and ring finger. Listen
to the CD to get a hang of the timing an everything.

Dsus2Dsus2  G9G9   Dsus2Dsus2  G9G9

Dsus2Dsus2
Say goodbye to the old street that never cared much for you anyway

Dsus2Dsus2
Different colored doorways you thought would let you in one day

G9G9
Goodbye to the old bus stop, frozen and waiting

  Dsus2Dsus2                  A augmentedA  G9G9  Dsus2Dsus2
The weekend edition has this town way overrated

Dsus2Dsus2
Walk across the baseball green, the grass has turned to straw

Dsus2Dsus2
A augmentedA flock of birds tries to fly away from where you are

G9G9
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, old friend, I can't make you stay

Dsus2Dsus2                         A augmentedA  G9G9
I can't spend another ten years wishing you would anyway
Dsus2Dsus2                G9G9
How the sky turns to fire against a telephone wire

     B minorBm          A augmentedA    G9G9  Dsus2Dsus2
And even I'm getting tired of useless desires


Every day I take a bitter pill that gets me on my way
For all the little aches and pains the ones I have from day to day
To help me think a little less about the things I miss
To help me not to wonder how I ended up like this
Walk down to the railroad track and ride a rusty train
With a million other faces, I shoot through the city veins
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, old friend, you wanted to be free
Somewhere beyond the bitter end is where I wanna be

How the sky turns to fire against a telephone wire
And even I'm getting tired of useless desires

Say goodbye to the old building that never tried to know your name
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, old friend, you won't be seeing me again
Goodbye to all the windowpanes, shining in the sun
Like diamonds on a winter day, goodbye, goodbye to everyone

How the sky turns to fire against a telephone wire
Burns the last of the day down an I'm the last one hanging around

Waiting on a train track, and the train never comes back
And even I'm getting tired of useless desires