Canola Fields chords by James Mcmurtry

• Tuning: Standard tuning
• Capo on 1st
• Difficulty: Beginner

SONG:   CANOLA FIELDS
ARTIST: JAMES MCMURTRY
VIDEO:  https://youtu.be/HPYWcdrQPxg
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM


                       CANOLA FIELDS
                      JAMES  MCMURTRY

CAPO: 1st FRET

INTRO:
Em D C

VERSE:
       C                           G
I was thinkin` `bout you crossin` Southern Alberta
 C                  D
Canola fields on a July day
           C                       G          G
`Bout the same chartreuse as that sixty-nine Bug
             Em           D    C
You used to drive around San Jose

VERSE:
       C                       G
Never knew where my old white Lincoln might take you
 C                    D
Party on wheels with suicide doors
           C                          G       D
Bring the kids and the dogs and your grandma too
    Em         D        C
We always had room for more


VERSE:
           C                            G
`Til that white knuckle ride back from Santa Cruz
 C                         D
Second best surfer on the central coast
         C                      G           D
Had you wrapped up all the way back to Los Gatos
    Em         D       C
And I couldda cut his throat


VERSE:
       C                      G
And I wasn`t like we were an item to start with
    D               Em
It had no basis in fact
         C                        G
But the whiskey could push me to sudden ذµxtremes
                           D
I don`t wanna think about that
               C           G   G
I don`t wanna think about that


CHORUS:
C         Em     D  D
 Take my hand Marie
C        G             D           C
 Take a death grip on some part of me

 C            G        D         Em
Keep me from driftin` far out to sea
            Em   D   C   C
Or I`ll be lost out there


INSTRUMENTAL:
C  G  D  Em  C  G  D  D


VERSE:
        C                      G
We all filtered away with the days gettin` shorter
 C                        D
Seekin` our place in the greater scheme
 C                      G
Kids and careers and a vague sense of order
 Em       D           C
Bustin` apart at the seams


VERSE:
   C                               G
I heard you switched coasts, moved in with your sister
   C                         D
I doubt she`d`a called it familial bliss
    C                    G
We met up in Brooklyn before it went hipster
     Em           D            C
You carried your keys in your fist


VERSE:
       C                    G
Then away back corner of a cross-town bus
         D                  Em
We were hidin` out under my hat
 C               G
Cashin` in on a thirty year crush

                           D
You can`t be young and do that
              C            G   G
You can`t be young and do that


CHORUS:
C         Em     D  D
 Take my hand Marie
C        G             D           C
 Take a death grip on some part of me

 C            G        D         Em
Keep me from driftin` far out to sea
            Em   D   C   C
Or I`ll be lost out there
            Em   D   C   C
Or I`ll be lost out there


INSTRUMENTAL/SOLO:
Em D G D C  D
Em D G D C  C
Em D G  C  C  D  D


VERSE:
       C                           G
I was thinkin` `bout you crossin` Southern Alberta
 C                D
Canola fields at harvest time look like
 C                    G
Tumbleweeds all raked up into rows
     Em          D       C   C
And brown rusty contour lines


VERSE:
             C                      G
And there`s not much movin` on the romance radar
 C                       D
Not that I`m cravin` it all that much
       C                        G
But I still need to feel every once in a while
     Em          D           C   C
The warmth of a smile and a touch


VERSE:
       C                    G
Then away back corner of a cross-town bus
         D                  Em
We were hidin` out under my hat
 C               G
Cashin` in on a thirty year crush
                           D
You can`t be young and do that
              C            G   G
You can`t be young and do this

     G                     D
You can`t be young and do that
              C            G  G
You can`t be young and do this


CHORUS:
C         Em     D  D
 Take my hand Marie
C        G             D           C
 Take a death grip on some part of me

 C            G        D         Em
Keep me from driftin` far out to sea
            Em   D   C   C
Or I`ll be lost out there
            Em   D   C   C
Or I`ll be lost out there

         Em   D   C
I`ll be lost out there