Sedona chords by Houndmouth

Tuning: DGDGBD
(studio version is actually D#G#D#G#CD#, or open G and Capo 1st)

Intro/verse:
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The red sandstone it fell,
D                               G
right smack on top, of Sedona Grabell
D

John Ford said won?t you hop on in,
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in a stagecoach baby, gonna take you for a spin, oh oh, woah, woah.


D           G
Hey, little Hollywood, you?re
A7
gone but you?re not forgot.
           D             G
You got the cash but your credit?s no good,
    A7
you flipped the script and you shot the plot.
  D                             G
I remember, I remember when your neon used to
A7
burn so bright and pink-
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 a Saturday night kind of pink.

D                     G
The black list and its hosts
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came down so swift, it drove them to the coast
D
We?re going to California, but were all out of work
                                                G    A7
I guess that?s better than a grave and a hearse, oh oh, woah, woah

D           G
Hey, little Hollywood, you?re
A7
gone but you?re not forgot.
           D             G
You got the cash but your credit?s no good,
    A7
you flipped the script and you shot the plot.
  D                             G
I remember, I remember when your neon used to
A7
burn so bright and pink-
D  G        A7           D
 a Saturday night kind of pink.
D                           G
There?ll be devils in their rush
D                        G
The duct tape makes you hush
D
Hey there Sedona, let me cut you a deal, I?m a little hung-over and
D                       G     A7
I may have to steal your soul, woah, woah.

D           G
Hey, little Hollywood, you?re
A7
gone but you?re not forgot
           D             G
You got the cash but your credit?s no good
    A7
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
  D                             G
I remember, I remember when your neon used to
A7
burn so bright and pink, so bright and pink!-
D  G        A7           D
 a Saturday night kind of pink.