Wild Onions chords by Jesse Welles

• Difficulty: Advanced

Key: A

======== Chords Used ========
  A Dmaj7 G D E F#min/C# Fdim F#min B9 B9/F# E/G# A(b5) Dsus2
e|-0-2-----2-2--0--2--------1----2-----x--x-----0----0-----0----|
B|-2-2-----0-3--0--2--------0----2-----2--2-----0----2-----3----|
G|-2-2-----0-2--1--2--------1----2-----2--2-----1----2-----2----|
D|-2-0-----0-0--2--4--------x----4-----1--1-----2----1-----0----|
A|-0-x-----2-x-(2)-4--------x----4-----2--x-----x----0----(0)---|
E|-x-x-----3-x-(0)-x--------1----2-----x--2-----4----x-----x----|

When moving to the E/G# he only plays the upper 4 Strings on the preceeding E chord


He likes to throw in these riffs over the A Dmaj7 part whenever there is room:

 A       Dmaj7
e|-------------|-------------|
B|-------------|-------------|
G|-------------|-------------|
D|-------------|---------0---|
A|---------0---|---2-0-2-----|
E|---2-0-2-----|-------------|

(fretted with his thumb - between strumming)



🎸 Verse 1:
 A                       Dmaj7
I blinked and I was 25 in a motel in Bozeman Montana eating kratom
   A Dmaj7
With Dave
      A
Funny thing about feelings
       Dmaj7
They like to surf
         G D
The pain comes in waves


🎸 Verse 2:
    A                Dmaj7
I was a cosmic American am stationfor a brain cigarrette stains
       A   Dmaj7
Looking for a match
        A
And it was then and only then I realized
                Dmaj7
There's a list of things I can do
Dmaj7
And an even bigger one
      G D
Of things I can't


🎸 Chorus:
E
Bright as a cup of coffee in America
F#m/C#
Baby you're a masterpiece
   D
I was tooting my horn
D
Feeling forlorn
E          Dm
Low down as I could be
       F#m7
There's wild onions honey
   B7
Wild moss on the logs
        G
Nothing really dies down here does it?
    E       E/G#
It just goes where it belongs
    A       A(b5)
Come to my side we got hot dogs
    Dsus2    A
And we keep all our promises
A
You got your momma's Honda
A(b5)
Your daddy's jaundice
Dsus2           A      G  C/G G D
Never really kept you from being honest baby
           A   Dmaj7 A Dmaj7
Don't be scared of nothing


🎸 Verse 3:
 A                             Dmaj7
I sighed and I was 19 with face paint a self inflicted and a half pack of Pall Malls
   A      Dmaj7
With Linda, sweet Linda
   A                            Dmaj7
Alan 50 watt amp subconsions in a limestone cave with a flashlight
       G D
Looking for a window


🎸 Verse 4:
   A
I was beating my drum for my lost son
    Dmaj7
In the desert Jesu joy of man's desire
   A      Dmaj7
It's dry in there
    A            Dmaj7
I was a veteran of an imaginary war
Dmaj7
I'm still sore
          G     D
I think part of me died in there


🎸 Chorus:
E
Bright as a cup of coffee in America
F#m/C#
Baby you're a masterpiece
   D
I was tooting my horn
D
Feeling forlorn
E          Dm
Low down as I could be
       F#m7
There's wild onions honey
   B7
Wild moss on the logs
        G
Nothing really dies down here does it?
    E       E/G#
It just goes where it belongs
    A       A(b5)
Come to my side we got hot dogs
    Dsus2    A
And we keep all our promises
A
You got your momma's Honda
A(b5)
Your daddy's jaundice
Dsus2           A      G  C/G G D
Never really kept you from being honest baby
           A   Dmaj7 A Dmaj7
Don't be scared of nothing


🎸 Verse 4:
    A                      Dmaj7
I met a fellow traveler on the trail all is well farewell to Orwell
    A  Dmaj7
We were shruggin
   A                    Dmaj7
There skeptical monks in swimmin trunks doing big slam dunks
Dmaj7
I got em all to make up
       G D
They were huggin


🎸 Verse 5:
    A
Ya had corvette visions with low ambitions
    Dmaj7
In that quonset you lived in
   A  Dmaj7
Down stream
    A
And you reached yer zen
A
But the mine caved in
     Dmaj7               G  D
And the insurance ain't gonna cover all them dreams


Out-🎸 Chorus:
E
Bright as a cup of coffee in America
F#m/C#
Baby you're a masterpiece
   D
I was tooting my horn
D
Feeling forlorn
E          Dm
Low down as I could be
       F#m7
There's wild onions honey
   B7
Wild moss on the logs
        G
Nothing really dies down here does it?
    E       E/G#
It just goes where it belongs
    A       A(b5)
Come to my side we got hot dogs
    Dsus2    A
And we keep all our promises
A
You got your momma's Honda
A(b5)
Your daddy's jaundice
Dsus2           A      G  C/G G D
Never really kept you from being honest baby
           A   Dmaj7 A Dmaj7
Don't be scared of nothing