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Hey there! I'm a huge Ghost Mice fan, and particularly love the album Europe, which I've always felt was
sorely under-represented anywhere you can find tabs of theirs. Now, I'm not an musical expert by any means.
My fingers are short, stubby, and fat, and I do not possess the ability to play any stringed instruments.
However, using a combination of Chordify and my own Accordion (which I have a very rudimentary understanding
of), I've managed to basically chord out the entire album by hand. I'll be typing them all up over the next
few days provided I don't start procrastinating. It sounds right for the most part when I
play it myself, but if there are any changes worth noting or mistakes that I've missed, please feel free to
change them!
For the first track on the Diary Entry-style album, England, I think I've managed to get everything out
pretty well. The only small issue I've run into is that Bm and F#m are somewhat similar sounding, and it's
difficult to figure out which one goes where, so if you find a particular line not sounding right for
either of those chords, try playing the other in its place.
CHORDS USED:
D
A
E
Bm
F#m
GHOST MICE: Europe
"England"
We gAot off the plane in the cold, cold rain
Lost tErack of the hour, lost track of the day
We wDere very far away from anyBmwhere we'd been before
We Agot on a bus and we went to the city
Got oEff at a stop because we liked the name
We were Din for an adventure
And that's aBmll we knew for sure
And we wDalked until we cBmouldn't walk no moEre
DJet lag and sore feet lEed us to the door
Of an Aexpensive noisy bed
Where we could rEest our heavy heads
We sDlept away the rest of the day
And Bmwell into the Enight
And we Awoke up with a hunEger for lDife
Well before the sEun rised
We didn't have Amoney to ride the underground
So we walked through Emiles and miles of this town
When nDight fell like a rock we realized
We were Bmnever gonna find a pEatch of open Aground
And the rain was comin' Edown
And the trains were shuttin' Ddown
We were worn out, wet and Bmlost
There was no shelter to be Afound
BRIDGE:
A - D - Bm - A - F#m - D - E
We Aspent over a week of our budget
On a Etaxi and a bed
And Dwe made plans at night to escape
This Bmexpensive wondEerland
We wouAld set out for the wild
We wouEld see what was beyond
We wouDld sleep above the soil
And we would tF#mravel by our tEhumbs
And Dwritten above my Ehostel bed
In Ablack marker it F#msaid
"There's a Dlight
And it neEver goes oAut"
We diAdn't have a clue what we were doin'
We diEdn't even know where we wanted to go
The nextD day we took the tube all the way
OutF#m to the end of the liEne
It Atook us five hours to find a place to stand
And Ewe stuck out our thumbs, we raised our hands
It was Drainin' hard again
But Bmwe were not surprEised
NDo one wants to pick F#myou up
WheEn you're soakin' wet
It waDs hard not havin' seF#mcond thoughts
AboutE goin' on this trip
And Dwe ate the rest of our hoAstel bread
Under aD dark, damp underpAass
We waDtched the cars go Apast
The sDun was sinking fAast
But salvDation came at lAast
In a lDittle blue hatchAback
And he tEook us a few miles down the rAoad
The Aday was almost over
It Ewas hard not to give in
We had Dmade it outta the city
We were thinkin' about Bmgivin' up and settin' Eup our tent
But a JAeep pulled over then
And he tEold us to get in
He sDaid his name was Nick
Right away heBm felt just like a Efriend
And he Dtook us to some Eland
Where sAome people live on F#mbuses
DInvited us to stay the Enight
And Awe could not rF#mefuse
We Dgot a bus of our oEwn
And iAt had a soft, warm F#mbed
We bDuilt a little fEire
And we Adried our soaking F#mshoes
And we Dslept, yeah we Eslept
Just like little Ababies
AThe next day at Stonehenge
EWe couldn't afford to get in
We Dthought it would be free,
We were surBmprised to see the Efence
This Aday would set the theme
Of this Etrip for you and me
We could Dpay to see the sights of Europe
Or Bmwe could choose to Eeat
And we Dpressed on to an old Roman Ecity
And we Amade it before F#mnight
We Dbroke down and bought some Efries
Just Aso we could get F#mdry
And Dcurse the Asky, cDurse the Asky, cDurse the Asky
It Erains all the Atime
We Afound a spot to pitch our tent
It Ewas our first night in it
The Drain soaked in, the ground was cold
It Bmsank into my bEones
And we decAided that iEt was way too Dcold
To keep goin' the way F#mwe had planned to Ego
And Athat night we agreed that Ewe would turn around
We'd Dhead for warmer ground, we'd start F#mmakin' our way sEouth
Oh you cDan't get lEost if you've gAot no place to F#mgo
You Dcan't take a wrong tEurn if you're Anot on your way F#mhome
And we reDalized just how fEree we really wAere
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This second song is incredibly easy, since it's literally just G - D - C - G
for the entire song and then D - G at the end of each few verses.
That being said, I personally always find it obnoxious whenever
a guitar tab is literally just the lyrics with a few chords at the top though,
so for the sake of not having put one of THOSE tabs on the site, I'll map
it all out here.
CHORDS USED:
C
G
D
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"English Channel"
GWe turned around, we were headin' south
DWe were tryin' to get off the island
CWishin' for a sky without any clouds
GWith a big nice bright sun shinin'
GWe found a spot in a soggy swamp
DAnd set up our tiny tent
COur feet were wet again
GBut we were gettin' used to it
Our feet were Dalways Gwet
GA man drove by in a silver car
DWith a mean look on his face
CHe looked at us in the rear-view
GAnd then he hit the breaks
GWe walked up to the open window
DNot knowin' what to think
CBut he wanted to know where we were goin'
GAnd see if it was on his way
GWe told him we were goin' to Dover
DAnd hopefully over to France that night
CHe said, "So am I, hop in
GAnd I'll give you a ride"
And we were Don our Gway
GHe said he stopped to pick us up
DBecause we looked so out of luck
CHe was havin' a bad day too
GBut he thought we had him beat
GIt was his philosophy that if you see
DSomeone in a worse way than you
CIt's your ethical obligation
GTo stop and see what you can do
I wish everyDone thought that Gtoo
GHe asked if we had our tickets
DAnd when our boat would leave
CWe confessed we didn't know that yet
GAnd we'd get there then we'd see
GHe said, "You should just ride with me
DBecause passengers ride free
CIt takes a couple of hours
GAnd I could use the company"
So could Dwe, so could Gwe
GBut he was goin' to Belgium
DAnd we were goin' to France
CBut we decided to change our plans
G'Cause you don't pass up a chance like that
GWe got there late and he was pissed
DThat he missed the hovercraft
CIf he'd have to take the slow boat
GThen he would ride first class
Our bad Dluck was gone at Glast
GWe got to the lonely lobby
DAnd we filled our packs with snacks
CThey were free, those pastries
GAnd those drinks would weight our backs
GHe could see our hesitation
DWe were concerned about bein' rude
CHe said, "Take as much as you can hold, kids
GI was once like you
I have Dbeen there Gtoo"
GWe got aboard the ferry
DAnd they took us to our seats
CWhich were basically in a nice restaurant
GAnd it looked like we were gonna get to eat
GThey brought us priceless menus
DAnd they brought us more drinks
CWe were the only dirty kids there
GWith our big backpacks and stinky feet
GSo we ate our three-course meal
DAnd talked to our new-found friend
CWe told him about the music we played
GHe was an electrician
GHe asked where we planned to sleep that night
DWe said we had no clue
CHe said, "I'll drop you off by the side of the road
GThat's what I used to do
I was Donce like Gyou"
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Third on the list of this album is Belgium, home of the delicious waffle. This one is also relatively
straightforward. note that the last verse, starting with "Hung around for a few days" is played
by lightly strumming and, uh, barring? Is that the word? I do not know much about music or the notation
thereof, I'm just a big Ghost Mice fan, so forgive me if I'm saying that wrong. I don't know.
You'll figure it out.
CHORDS USED:
D
E
A
F#
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"Belgium"
AWe arrived really lF#ate at night
And we fEound a place to sleep under a Dsmall patch of trees
We Adidn't set up our F#tent that night
We just pEut sleeping bags right Ddown in the weeds
The Aground was covered in F#thorns
But the gEround was dry and the gDround was warm
And Awe could see the stars at F#night
E D E
So we knew we'd be alri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ight
AI heard some footsteps F#approaching the fence
So I Epicked my head up to get a lDook at it
It was theA most monstrous cF#ow I'd ever seen
With eEyes like a devil burnin' sDtraight into me
And I Aknew that if it cF#ould
It would Ehop over that fence and cDrush us with its hoofs
And I Aknew that we were in F#deep
E D E
Eighty days left, I'm glad that you are here with me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
We Awoke up the next F#morning to discover
Our tErue enemy was bDeneath us the whole time
There were Aslugs all over our F#sleeping bags
And eEverywhere they went they left a tDrail of slime
And we pAacked up our things, we F#walked into town
Into a Etown I'd never heard of befDore
We ate fAries in a Medieval F#market,
Of thousands of sEauces
I Dchose ketchup of cAourse
DOf couArse, Dof coAurse, Dof couArse, oDf coAur-
HAung around for a fEew days then hDeaded out
On our wAay we got dropped off without wEanting to be
In the cDity where most of the world's dAiamonds are made
But the city of treasures and spEarkly things
Didn't hDold many splendors for Ayou and me,
Just mean old ladies in the McEDonalds bathroom that Dwanted us to pay to Apee
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On our forth stop in this continent-spanning trip, we go to Holland, where Chris Clavin and Hannah Jones
took a trip to without thinking that they might want to bring along some money for weed. Spoiler: Things
turned out alright in the end.
The second-to-last verse is sung without playing the accompanied chords, and has been left without them.
CHORDS USED:
G
D
A
E
Bm
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"Holland"
G - G - G - G - A - A - A
We were the cDliche American Ebackpackers
GStanding on the side of the road in the rDain
With our Ecardboard sign Gwritten in black sharpie
That read DAm-Aster-dGam
We were going to DAm-Aster-Gdam
So we Dweren't surprised by the lEooks in the eyes
Of the Gpeople in their cars when they passed us by
And they Dgave us the middle Efinger
Or the Gthumbs up or thumbs down
But Dwe stayed tough, we Estood our ground
And Gby the end of the afternoon
We got Ddropped off in the Emiddle of this Gtown
Now Aeveryone will tell you 'bout the Gcoffee shops
And Aeveryone will tell you 'bout the Gred-light district
But someAhow up to now it seems they Gall forgot to mention
The Dmillions of bikes locked to the Amillions of bridges
That Garch up like rainbows to cross the city's millions of Dcanals
That run down every Astreet with the houseboats nice and Gneat
And the Gbuildings lean so much you think that they might fall Ddown
Like the rain that day Athat drove us to a stoop
Ya Ggotta feel sorry for all the hippies
That came here in the 'D60s
Now they don't know who they Aare
We watched one of them playin' Gflute
He was tryin' to earn some change
We had spent all of our Bmmoney for that Gday
We grew Bmhungry and the rain just Gcame and came
And Bmoh how I wished I had Gsome of those fries
That the Bmpeople were eating when they Gpassed us by
And I Aclosed my eyes for a Gminute or two
I Aopened them up when I Ggot a nudge from you
AThere was the hippie, the Gone with the flute,
AAnd holding in his hands was my Gwish come true
And he Dhanded me the whole Gthing
And this Awhole interaction felt was Gmore like a dream
He was Dreadin' my mind it Gseemed
Like a Agenie granting wishes for people on the Gstreet
And we Dnever could have thanked him Genough
I Adon't know if he knew how much it Gmeant to us
And Dthat night in a tent we Acounted all our money
And we Gfigured out how long we could Dstay
The Dway it looked to me we could Alive here forever
GSleep in the campground, eat falDafel every day
But that's Bmnot what we came here to Ado
We had Dso much more left to Gsee
And Dthough this place felt so Anice
We Gmade our plans to Dleave
And we went to this park where they had free bikes at the gate
Spent the day riding through the trees and it felt great
We were offered a place to stay on the floor of someone's office
But we chose to sleep beside the interstate
And the Dsounds of the cars passing Gby
DPut us right to Gsleep
DNothin' beats layin' right Gunder the stars
And I Dalways feel safe when you're Asleepin' beside Dme
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The fifth stop on this vacation takes us to Germany, where Chris and Hannah disobey safety
guidelines (punk), show a disregard for safe highway speeds (very punk), and see a horrifying-sounding
biblical statue (punxxx).
CHORDS USED:
C
G
D
Am
Em
Back in GWorld War Two, the Embombs kept dropping,
this whole Ccity was smashed to the Gground.
And the Gorders were given to Emdestroy everything,
even to Cbring that beautiful catGhedral down.
But the Ambest bomber pilots, Dwell,
they all tried it but their Gaim was never Ctrue.
AmAs if the work of God or Ddivine protection,
or could the Gmen just not do what they were Cordered to do.
Could they not Gdo what they were Dordered to Gdo.
GToday it still stands like a Emgiant tombstone,
a Cmonument to a time long Ggone.
To the Gold lady beggars with their Emfaces to the ground,
it's Ctall arch doorways are Gright where they belong.
And oh, AmHitler, he would have been Dpissed I guess,
but I'm Gglad that the good guys Cmissed.
No Ammatter what you believe or how you Dfeel about churches,
let me Gtell you, you really wanna Csee this.
You'll be Gthankful those Dbombs didn't Ghit.
We went Gsouth down the Driver to where the CRhine and the Basel Gmeet.
We Gstood on that small triangle of Dground
where this Ccountry was founded on our Gown two feet.
And Amon the way we learned that Dcastles are a lot smaller
in realG life then they are in the fairyC tales.
But Amthat realization didn't Dstop our fascination
as we Gexplored the secret tunnels behind the Csafety rails.
As we hopped Gover those Dsafety Grails...
GWe headed East and we Dcrossed the border,
the Cborder that was no longer Gthere.
And altGhough the fences and Dwalls are long gone,
the Cweight of their ghosts hung Gheavy in the air.
And the Ambuildings all had different Dlooks on their faces,
they were Gstern and strong and Cstout.
Going Am80 on the Audabon will Dreally take you places,
if you Gwanna learn history get Coutta your house.
If you Gwanna learn, get Doutta your Ghouse
GAnd all of the statues of DDresden looked Cmean and cold and Gangry.
GThey've all got black Dfaces that say, C"You can never Gkill me!"
And our Ambus drove by DSlaughterhouse 5 on the Gway to our campCground.
We Amended up sleeping in a Dfarmer's field cause Gtwo years ago the Cplace was shut down.
AmWe went to the forest and Dcamped a few nights and Gthen we said goodCbye
To Amall the bakeries and the Dnice young bees that would Galways give us Crides.
And the Ctrain, the Dtrain, took us Gaway!
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Next up is the always-neutral country of Switzerland, where our intrepid heroes climb a mountain and, in
a spiritual awakening on its summit, forsake their normal ambrosia of sliced, fried potatoes and give
legumes a shot instead. They also encounter and photograph a bunch of baby sheep, one of which is used as the
cover art for the album.
USED CHORDS:
A
E
B
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"Switzerland"
E - A - B - E
Looking Eout the foggy window of the train it seemed insane,
The rain was Acomin' down so fast it couldn't make it in the drains
And all the Broads had turned to Arivers and the Bstairs to waterAfalls.
All the Bbuildings in AZurich had great graffBiti on their Awalls
We only Esaw it for a second when the Alightning bolts would Estrike
EThe city had no power; there was a Amonster in the sky blocking Bout the Asunlight
It was Bhard to tell whether Ait was Bday or Enight
When our Btrain pulled into the Astation, we were Bhappy just to be Aalive
We had Bmade it on time and the Astorm had surrendered
We Bset up our tent in the Avictorious sunlight
And we Ewalked into town and we Alooked around
We Bstared through the windows at ASwiss army knives
We were Ein a deep valley in the Amiddle of two lakes
With the Bmighty mystic mountains rising Aup on each side
And we Aslept that night and we Bdreamed about the Eclimb that we were gonna Amake
Cause Alife's not about the Bstuff that you have; it's Emore about the chances you Atake
EIt's more about the Bchances you Etake.
We bought Etwo cans of Bbeans, one for Ayou and one for Eme,
And a Ebag of peanuts Btoo then we Alaced up our Eboots
We hiked up the Bhills passing Aponies on the Eway
Stoppin', reachin' Bthrough the fence to Afeed them some Ehay
ENow the trees grew so Bthick that we Acouldn't see their Etops
EAs we twisted like the Broots through the Arocks and the Emoss
EComing down around the Bcorner came a Aherd of baby Elambs
EI swear I took at Bleast a hundred Apictures of Ethem
When we Bmade it out of the trees and back Ainto the light
We could Bsee we were gettin' pretty Aclose to the sky
Under our Bfeet perfect Ablue, pink, and white
Were the Bsmallest, sweetest Aedelweiss
And EGandalf would have been a great Bguide
As the Etrail we were Btrusting Ahugged the mountainside
EDeep down below in the Bice and the snow
The Ariver cut a gorge through the Erock like a knife
EAnd we could see the spot where the Bgiant pushed his Afeet into the Estone
EAnd kept the mountain from Bfallin', Asaving the village Ebelow
EAnd the crows, Bthe crows, Acame to say hello
They Elaughed at you and Bme; they said Awe were way too sElow
EThe crows, Bthe crows, without Aeffort, sank and Erose
EThey laughed at you and Bme
BThey sang that Awe should have Eflown
When we got up to the top we had to stop cause there was nowhere left to go
And so we ate our beans and we shared our nuts with those big black braggin' crows
We smashed our cans, we put on our packs, and started back on our way home
I liked goin' up better than comin' down but everything comes back down, you know
Yeah, the Esun, the Bsun will Amelt away the snow,
And the Erivers, the Brivers will Aflow,
the Ecrows, the Bcrows, will sing toAgether and Ealone
EThis whole Bworld is our Ahome. They said Emake this Bworld your Ahome.
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Here's another simple one, using only three repeating chords for the whole song. In this country, the duo
decides to make a change in their diet and eat some thinly-slide potato wedges that have been cooked in
hot oil, a staple food apparently referred to as "fries."
CHORDS USED:
C
G
D
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"Italy"
GSo there we were in the Dheart
Where Ceverything that we know got its Gstart
CThen it all fell aDpart
Well I Gguess that's what you Cget
When you Cspread yoursDelf too tGhin
But we had Gbigger fish to Dfry
Like Cfindin' a place to Gsleep at night
I Cbought a slice of Dpizza
Just to Gtry and kill some Ctime
And for a Cminute everyDthing was Gfine
We had a Gnumber in our Dnotebook
But it was Cway too late to Gcall
It was Cwell after Dmidnight
When our Gtrain passed through the city Cwalls
We didn't Cknow this Dgirl at Gall
So Gwe got out our Dtravel book
To Cread about the Gneighborhood
CSaid it wasn't very Dgood
But it Gfelt alright to Cme
All I Cwanted to Ddo was go toG sleep
So we Gwalked around the Dcorner
And we Cfound a cheap Gmotel
We Gknew we couldn't Dafford it
But we Csaid, "GOh well"
When you've been Con the train all Gday
In a big Ccity in a new counGtry
You're real Ctired and it's Glate
Sometimes it's Cbetter just to Gpay
That's the Dway it goes
DSometimes you know
DIt'd be okay
DAnd after Call we Dwere in GRome
Well Git had been a long Dtime
Since Cwe had slept inGside
We Cwoke up late the Dnext day
And the Gsun was shining Cbright
We Cpaid our bill, we cDried, we went outGside
Now they Ggot their bread and Dcircus
And I guess Cso do Gwe
But Cthey got theirs for Dfree
I think that Gwe're bein' ripped Coff
We must deCstroy all emDpires at any Gcost
When you're Gstandin' in a Dtemple
Of a long-gone CGod it seems so Gsimple
CEverybody Ddies, no Gmatter who you Care
From far eCnough away our sun is Djust another Gstar
And the Gstatue of Moses Dthat we saw
Had Chorns on his head and was Geight feet tall
CMaybe that was the Dcase,
No it's Gnot our place to Csay
CMaybe some things Djust don't transGlate
GWe called up this Dgirl
Who had Cordered a CGD
She was the Cfirst from ItaGly
And we Dasked for hospiGtality
CShe said we could Gstay Cat her parents' Gplace
They Cwere so sweet to Gus
It was so Cnice to meet a Gpunk
She took good Dcare of you and me
DShe bought us soy ice cream
DHer mom cooked dinner every night
It was so Chard for Dus to Gleave
GAnd the stray dogs of PomDpey
CWere our guides that Gday
CThey became our friends,
DWe were a lot like them
They Gtaught us many Cthings
CAnd all they wanted was some Dfood for their Gpay
GThen we went to the Dcoast
Where the Croads are wound so Gclose
And the Cbuses bounce from Dside-to-side
We Gthought that we might Cdie
CWe couldn't find a place to Dsleep at all that Gnight
GThe city filled with Dscooters
Held so Cmany mysterGies
I Gsaw the weirdest Dthing there
That I Cthink I'll ever Gsee
It was a Cpizza topped with Goctopus,
A Cwhole arm on each Gslice
CBut I got my dinner Gthere
It was a Cpizza topped with Gfries
And DItaly was nice
DMade us feel right at home
DOur money's in the fountain
And we Cwill reDturn to GRome
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Next up is Spain, home to the shortest song on this album. I've seen that there's another set of chords for
this song already listed, but I've tried them and they didn't seem to fit very well on my accordion. Didn't
sound right at all. This version seems to work a bit better for me, but I'd welcome you to try them both to
hear which one works the best for you.
CHORDS USED:
F
C
G
Em
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"Spain"
C - G - Em - F
C - G - Em - F
At the Cend of the street there is a Gstatue of EmChristopher FColumbus
He's got his Carms up in the Gair and he's Empointing us towards Fhome
There's Cpeople selling Gpigeons and they're Emselling squirrels for Fpets
There's a Ctiny toy Gpiano being Emplayed by a Ftoad
And there's Cparrots in the Gtrees and the Embeach is blue and Fgreen
And the Chills are think with Gplants that we'veEm never Fseen
And we sat Con that bench toGgether
It Emwas the world's Flargest
BCright mosaic tGiles crafted Emby some great dead Fartist
AnCd all this is Gnice and Emall this is Fgreat
But to Ctell the truth I'm Gthinking about EmBloomington Ftoday
Yes, Call this is Gnice, and Emall this is Fgreat,
But to be Chonest all I can Gthink about is EmBloomington toFday!
CYes, all thiGs is nice,Em and all thiFs is great,
But to be Chonest all I can Gthink about is EmBloomington toFday!
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Okay, this is by far the most difficult song on the album to figure out because a large part of the melody
comes from the flute. I've played around with it a lot, and this is the best I've been able to come up
with, but once again, if anyone else thinks they can figure out something that can be improved about it,
don't hesitate to make any changes.
CHORDS USED:
F
C
G
D
Am
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"France"
G - Am - C - Am
G - Am - C - Am
G - Am - C - Am
G - Am - C - Am
GParis isn't that roAmmantic
CIf you don't have any Ammoney
GThose cafes aren't so Amcute to walk by
CWhen you're Amhungry
GOur campground on the Amoutskirts of town
Was Call we could afford to Amdo
We Gwere so sick of bein' in the Ambig cities
And Cthis one seemed so Amrude, rude, rude
GWe mailed home all our Amhuge rolls of film
And all the Gchange that we couldn't Amuse
We Gbumped into some girls that we Amknew from Texas
Saw the GMona Lisa, her smile Amseemed so cruel
And we Amused our last ticket to take the train
To a Cboat on the coast that would take us away
To a Gplace that we hoped
Would be the end of our Fsorrows
When we Amgot there we were way too late
There was Cno way we could leave that day
We would Ghave to find a place to stay
And Ftry again tomorrow
AmWe found a secret place to crash
In a Cbush by the docks
That was filled with trash
We Gcleared a spot and we called it a Fday
And I Amwished that I brought my guitar
As I Clooked through the bush
Up at the stars
GFell asleep and got woke up by the Frain
We Cwaited on the porch for the Gdoors to open
And we Amasked the guy if there was any reason hopin'
He Csaid, "Don't give Gup,
Cross your Amfingers, wish for luck"
So I Ccast my spells and I made my Gcurses
AmWishin' that a truck would get stuck
And then Cwe could take their Gplace,
And leave France that Amday.
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We now reach the penultimate song, which happens to be one of my favorites on the album, because it's
actually PLAYED with an accordion, which I've mentioned before is what I used to figure out all these chords.
They should transfer over to stringed instruments well and good. Now, if any of you lucky yahoos out there
actually own an accordion, you can make this song sound the best by alternating the strumming (or button
presses, rather) between the bass chord and the major chord. It gives it a nice jaunty, pirate-like,
sea-faring feel. Same feeling as The Mariner's Revenge Song by The Decemberists.
USED CHORDS:
D
A
E
Em
B
F#
GHOST MICE: EUROPE
"Celtic Sea"
AAt the last minute everyDthing was okay
AWe bought our tickets, we were Eon our way
It Acost us six hundred and Dsixty-six Francs
But Athat didn't Emean anyAthing
AOn our way to Ireland Don a French boat
And Ashe had a Spanish Ecaptain
He Awelcomed us aboard and Dtold us some jokes
AWe tried our Ebest to laugh Aat them
AHe said, "Oh no, oh no, ohD no, oh no
We can't Ahave any women on Ehere
Don't you Aknow, don't you know, don't you Dknow, don't you know
ATruckers are like Epirates, my Adear"
He Asaid not to worry, it was Donly a joke
And Ahe showed us to our Eroom
And Aas I was throwing my Dpack on the bed
A Aman came in Ebehind Ayou
Said, A"Hey, little lassie, Dare you alone?
Do you Aneed some compaEny?"
AThen he saw me and Dhe turned to leave
ASayin' he Ewas sorAry
AWe closed our door and Dwe locked it shut
And Ajumped up on our fluffy Ebeds
ABlankets and pillows were a Dluxury to us,
We had Atwenty-four Ehours with Athem
TheA captain he knocked and Dhe woke us up
He Atold us it was time to Eeat
There wasA cake, there were fries, there were Dall sorts of drinks
AndA then we looked Eout at the Asea
The Awaves, the waves, the Dwaves, they rose
AUp, up thirty Efeet
Then Adown, down, Ddown they'd go
And our Astomachs Estarted to Asink
BRIDGE:
D - Em - A - Em
A - Em - D - Em
B - Em - A - Em
A - Em - D - Em
F# - B - E
The Acaptain, the captain, well Dhe saved our lives
He Agave us some tiny white Epills
AWe went to sleep for the Drest of the ride,
Woke Aup to the Esight of green Ahills
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Time for the final song! It also happens to be one of the most enjoyable ones to play because of how
much you have to switch chords. I'd imagine that this is a lot easier to do on my accordion than it must
be using an actual guitar, but you folks are good. You'll figure it out.
CHORDS USED:
F
C
G
Am
It seemed like Ceverything we heard and hoped Gmight be Amtrue
We got a Cride right away and she took us to the AmduneFs
And Amwe fell asGleep to the Csounds of a carnival
From a Amvillage Gfurther down the Cbeach
We Amwoke up the next Gmorning on a Cbed of tiny Amflowers,
Packed the Ctent and went to Gget somethin' to Ceat
We bought a Amcheap jar of peanut butter and a Cloaf of fresh white bread,
We made Amsandwiches on the beach; life doesn't Fget any better than Gthis
We Cwalked in for free to the first Gcastle that we Amfound
It was Cempty, it was late, it beGcame our campAmgroFund
And we Amspotted a Gtent and we Cmet another Fcamper
And he Amtold us Ghis sad Cstory--
Well Amhe had been Gdumped by a Cgirl that he Floved, but he Amtold us Gnot to Cworry
You can Amcamp anywhere, no one's gonna care; why Cwould they?
"It's not Amlike this at home," we told him, "you know"
He said your Fhome's so far Gaway
CWe went west all the way 'til the Gland ran Amout
We slept Cat an empty house in the Gmiddle of a tiny AmtownF
We met a Amman at a Gcrossroads who Csaid it was his Fdream to Amsomeday Gcome to BloomingCton
AmWe thought it was Gfunny because Cfor you and Fme, it was our Amdream to be Ghere in IreCland
AmHe was a big fan of John Melloncamp;
we Ctold him everything we knew about him
We Aminvited him to come and stay at our house;
when we Fgot to our stop he didn't Gwant us to get out
C F Am
We stayed the night at the house of a guy from Albany
He was Cglad to meet Americans; he made us spagheAmttiF
And Amwe met a Gman who Csaid he was a Fdoctor and he Amtook us on Gsome of his Chouse calls
He Amtaught us the Gbest way to get a Cdonkey to Fcome to you
is not to Ampay them any Gattention at Call
And I Amcrawled to the edge and peeked over my head and Clooked down to the sea
It was Amtwo thousand feet to the water below; it Flooked so blue, it Glooked so deep
And don't Cever let 'em Ftell you that it Amrains in IreCland
CWell if they tell you Fthat you can be Gsure they've never Cbeen
'Cause the Csun is always Fshinin' and the Amhills are always Cgreen
And the Cpeople are always Fsmilin' and Gofferin' you Cdrinks
G - Am - G
We'd Cset up our tent on the cliffs right by the Amsea
Almost Cevery night and the waves rocked us to AmsleeFp
A Ampostman from GWales and his Cfriend from FEngland
Bought us Amfries at the Gwesternmost Cpub
AmWe sat with Gthem and two Cothers we'd Fmet
And we all Amwatched the Gpostman get Cdrunk
And at Amfirst the Burren might seem like a Cwaste land of broken stones
AmLook in the cracks and you'll see there's a Fsecret there that Ggrows
And CGalway City really Gfeels a lot like Amhome
We wentC through ConnGemara and up to SAmligFo
And Amat the Slieve GLeague we couldn't Csee Fanything;
We decAmided that Gwe should turn Cback
The Ammist was so Gthick that we Ccouldn't find our Ffeet
And the Amtrail was called GDeadman's CPass
AmOn one side it was three thousand feet down to the Cocean
AmThe other was two thousand feet to the ground
And Fanyway our time was Grunning out
And Cwe crossed the country in Gless than a Amday
Our Clast ride to Dublin Gasked us the same AmthingFs
They Amasked if we Ghad any Ckin from FIreland;
They were Amsurprised when Gwe said Cno
When I Amsaid I didn't Gdrink and hadn't Ctried Guinness Fyet
They were the Amfirst ones to Gsay, "way to Cgo"
And Amas our ferry was leaving the CEmerald Isle behind
We were Amalready making our plans Fto come back someGtime
And don'tC ever let 'em Ftell you that it Amrains in IreCland
Well Cif they tell you Fthat you can be Gsure they've never Cbeen
'Cause the Csun is always Fshinin' and the Amhills are always Cgreen
And Cpeople are always Fsmilin' and Gofferin' you Cdrinks