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Young Neil - Ambulance Blues (First Version)

Young Neil - Ambulance Blues (First Version) Chords / Tabs

Young Neil - Ambulance Blues First Version: chords and tabs for the song. Watch chords and tablatures for all songs of the singer (group) Young Neil. Other chords and tabs for the "Ambulance Blues" can find at the bottom of the page.

PROPS GO TO: David Morbey

Guitar tune down one step: D G C F A D
Harmonica: Bb

Picking Pattern:
D------------------------------------------
A----1-------1-------1---------------------
F--------0-------0-------0-----------------
C------2-------2-------2-------------------
G--3-------3-------3-----------------------
D------------------------------------------
C---------------------------------->


Intro:
D----------0----0h3---0----0------3---1----
A--1---3--------1-----1----1--1------------
F--0----------------------------2-------2--
C----2-------2------2------2--3-----3------
G--3-----3------3-------3------------------
D------------------------------------------
C -----------------------> F---------->


D----1---0------------------0--0-------0---
A------------1----0-----0h1----0-----3-----
F------2-------2-------------------0-------
C--3-------3----------2----------2---------
G-------------------0----------------------
D------------------------------0-----------
F---> Fmaj7----> Am-------> Em------->


D------2---0---2---2-----------------------
A----------------------3-------------------
F----2-------2-------2---------------------
C--0-----0-------0-------0-----------------
G------------------------------------------
D------------------------------------------
D--------------------------->

C                      F
Back in the old folky days
Am           Em             D
The air was magic when we played
C                                 F
The riverboat was rockin' in the rain
Am               Em           D
Midnight was the time for the raid
G
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela
Am
They tore you down and plowed you under
Bm                          C
You're only real with your make-up on
G                        D
How could I see you and stay too long

C                      F
All along the Navajo Trail
Am                    Em              D
Burn-outs stub their toes on garbage pails.
C                             F
Waitresses are cryin' in the rain
Am                    Em             D
Will their boyfriends pass this way again
G
Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids
Am
Sure ain't happy, neither are the kids
Bm                 C
She needs someone that she can scream at
G                    D
And I'm such a heel for makin' her feel so bad
C                              F
I guess I'll call it sickness gone
Am                   Em              D
It's hard to say the meaning of this song
C                           F
An ambulance can only go so fast
Am                Em           D
It's easy to get buried in the past
C                           F    Am  Em  D
When you try to make a good thing last


Harmonica:  G  C  G  C  Am     G  C  G  C  Am


G
I saw today in the entertainment section
Am
There's room at the top for private detection
Bm              C
To Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter
G                   D
But it's either that or pay off the kidnapper
C                        F
So all you critics sit alone
Am                   Em                   D
You're no better than me for what you've shown
C                           F
With your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams
Am               Em              D We could get
together for some scenes


Harmonica:  G  C  G  C  Am  G  C  G  C  Am G


Well, I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive alive
And out on the corner it's half past five
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes
Except for the Farmer's Market
And I still can hear him say

You're all just p**sin' in the wind
You don't know it but you are
And there ain't nothin' like a friend
Who can tell you you're just p**sin' in the wind

I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes
How can he remember who he's talking to
Cause I know it ain't me, and hope it isn't you

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