Buenos Aires Beach chords by The War On Drugs

Buenos Aires Beach by The War on Drugs  (off of Wagonwheel Blues)

Capo 6th

Intro:  C  Fmaj7  C  Fmaj7  C Fmaj7  C   Fmaj7

          C  Fmaj7    C   G    C

Verse:

C
My barricades feel open now

Fmaj7          C
So I leave behind the bridge

Fmaj7          C
With a flag with a western wave and a simple stitch to fix

Fmaj7             C
I'll hold myself together now as you take me through the ditch

C
Where the sky crumbled on the floors

C
You'll sweep me off of my back

Fmaj7            C              Fmaj7
You'll save me from the rumble you spoke of before

C             Fmaj7
And the one who saved you

C                 Fmaj7
Ain't the one who you were banking on

C             G             C
When your highs were cutting through my lows



Bridge:   C     Fmaj7    C    Fmaj7



Verse:

C
Enter through the side door please

Fmaj7               C
I know you wish to speak with me

Of old neglected promises

Fmaj7       C
Of stolen souvenirs

How you could hear the ocean

Fmaj7           C
But you could not see the breeze

When the sky was setting on a Buenos Aires beach

Fmaj7       C      Fmaj7
And the sun was shining on the one I wish to see

C        Fmaj7        C
And the fates are shifting under land

Fmaj7          C
You're beating on the floors

Fmaj7             C               Fmaj7
You're sleeping on the same ones you've been sweeping on

C              Fmaj7
You're the one that saved me

C               Fmaj7
And the one that I was banking on

C             G             C
When your highs were cutting through my lows



Chorus:

Fmaj7
So hold me up against the tree

G
You used to measure me in feet

C     Fmaj7         C
And set your sights to green

Fmaj7
And all the cross-town boys and on

G                                            C
They show up with the sea shells in their eyes

Fmaj7              C
But you know what they want

Fmaj7
By the glow of your skin

And you can overdress for him

C      Fmaj7
But it will soon grow old



Bridge:   C    Fmaj7  (x3)



Verse:

C                         Fmaj7
And this winter it came to pass

C                         Fmaj7
So much slower than the last

C                       Fmaj7
And now there's nothing left to grasp

G
In our hands and nothing left to catch

C             Fmaj7
So they'll speak of the past

C             Fmaj7
In the future perfect tense

Of places we will go

C    Fmaj7
Before we grow old



Outro:  C   Fmaj7  (repeat as many as needed)