From: Steve Vetter
Counting Crows — August And Everything After (and extras)
18 March 1995
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I have compiled all of the circulating files from the net into this one
Overview file. If you have anything to add, mail it to me and I’ll update
It. Original credit is left intact, much thanks to Ken McLeod who did
Many of them and Paul Hutchinson for his trained ear and skillfull
Corrections. If I have forgotton to name anyone that credit is due to,
Please flame me. 😉
-Steve Vetter [[email protected]]
Further Note — Steve’s a bit busy at the moment, so I’ve finished and
Tidied up the file myself. If anyone has any further corrections, I’ll
Accept them if necessary. Full credit to Steve and Ken who did most of
The work on this.
-Paul Hutchinson
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CONTENTS:
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Round Here
Omaha
Mr. Jones
Perfect Blue Buildings
Anna Begins
Time and Time Again
Rain King
Sullivan Street
Ghost Train
Raining In Baltimore
A Murder of One
***
Einstein on the Beach — From DGC Rareties v.1
Marjorie — Unreleased Demo
Goodnight, Elizabeth — Unreleased Concert Staple
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— ROUND HERE — Counting Crows
From: [email protected] (Ken McLeod)
(NB During the verses, the guitar plays the riff shown — the chords
Marked are implied by the keyboards and bass. However, during the
Chorus, the guitar plays the chords as shown.
Note also the funky «Sleeping children..» bit. On the album, there
Is definitely a chord change implied from A to G (by the wah-wah
Guitar and possibly the keyboards) but the main guitar and bass
Play the same thing under both chords, which kind of confuses the
Ear. You can approximate what’s happening like this
A G/A
E|—————————|—————————-|
B|-0h2-2-2——0—2—0—2—-|-0—0-0——0——0——0—|
G|-0h2-2-2——0—2—0—2—-|-0—0-0——0——0——0—|
D|-0h2-2-2——0—2—0—2—-|-0—0-0——0——0——0—|
A|-0—0-0——0—0—0—0—-|-0—0-0——0——0——0—|
E|—————————|—————————-|
Hope that helps)
Intro & verse riff:
E|——5———5————|
B|——-8———8——8—|
G|—7———7———7——|
D|—————————|
A|—————————|
E|—————————|
C (riff) D
Step out the front door like a ghost
Em G/D
Into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white.
C D
And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view
Em G/D
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
C D
I walk in the air between the rain, through myself and back again
Em G/D
Where? I don’t know
C D
Maria says she’s dying. Through the door, I hear her crying
Em G/D
Why? I don’t know
C D Em G/D
Round here we always stand up straight
C D Em G/D
Round here something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she’d like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she’s walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house Takes her clothes off,
Says she’s close to understanding Jesus
She knows she’s more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she’s nervous
C D Em G/D
Round here we’re carving out our names
C D Em G/D
Round here we all look the same
C D
Round here we talk just like lions
Em G/D
But we sacrifice like lambs
C D Em A D A
Round here she’s slipping through my hands / / Oh…
G/A A G/A A
Sleeping children got to run like the wind Out of the lightning dream
G/A A C D
Mama’s little baby better get herself in Out of the lightning
She says, «It’s only in my head.»
She says, «Shhh…I know it’s only in my head.»
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says: «Man, you should try to take a shot
Can’t you see my walls are crumbling?»
Then she looks up at the building she says she’s thinking of jumping
She says she’s tired of life; she must be tired of something.
C D Em G/D
Round here she’s always on my mind
C D Em G/D
Round here I got lots of time
C D
Round here we’re never sent to bed early
Em G/D
Nobody makes us wait
C D Em G/D
Round here we stay up very very very very late
C D Em G/D
I can’t see nothing, nothing around here
C D
You catch me if I’m falling, you catch me if I’m falling
Em G/D
Will you catch me ’cause I’m falling down round here
I said I’m under the gun round here
I’m innocent, I’m under the gun round here
I can’t see nothing, nothing round here.
CHORDS: C x32010 G 320003 D xx0232 Em 022000
G/D 320033 A x0222x G/A x0000x
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— OMAHA — Counting Crows
From: [email protected] (Bruce S. Tobin),
These chords were figured out by Matt Fleming.
Further corrections by Paul Hutchinson.
This was orginally posted with no capo. I have been informed that the
Crows play it with a capo on 2 and I found that it makes it a lot easier
To play. I have changed the file to be played with a capo on II.
Note the A chord in the verse. At times, if you sing it by yourself, it
Will sound like it should be an Am, but I assure you that it should
Definitely be an A. If you play it as Asus2, it might make things easier.
Intro:
Em D Em C
Em Bm
Start tearing the old man down
D A Em
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Bm C
Start turning the grain into the ground
Em
Roll a new leaf over
Bm D
In the middle of the night there’s an old man
A Em
Treading around in the gathered rain
Bm D
Well mister if you want to walk on water
C G
Could you drop a line my way
Chorus:
D Em
Omaha
C
Somewhere in middle America
G D C
Get right to the heart of matters
G D
It’s the heart that matters more
Em A C
I think you’d better turn your ticket in
G D/F# Em Em/D C G/B D/A
And get your money back at the door
Verse 2:
Start threading a needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turning the wool across the wire
Roll the new life over
In the middle of the night there’s an old man
Threading his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister you don’t want to walk on water
You’re only going to walk all over me
[Chorus]
[Bridge chords] x 4
Verse 3:
Start running the banner down
Drop past the color come up through the summer rain
Start turning the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over
In the middle of the day there’s a young man
Rolling around in the earth and rain
Hey mister if you’re going to walk on water, you know
You’re only going to walk all over me
[Chorus] x 2
[Bridge chords] x 2
G
CHORDS: Em 022000 D xx0232 C x32010
Bm x24432 G 320033 D/F# 200232
Em/D xx0000 G/B x20033 D/A x00232
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— MR. JONES — Counting Crows
From: [email protected] (D Morgan)
Corrections by Eric Simon and Ken McLeod.
Am F Dm G Am F G G
Sha la la la la la la uh huh…
Am F Dm G
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Am F G
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
Am F Dm G
She dances while his father plays guitar. She’s suddenly beautiful
Am F G
We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful
Am F
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Dm G Am F G *
Sha la la la la la la la yeah uh huh…
Am F Dm G
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Am F G
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Am F Dm G
Believe in me Help me believe in anything
Am F G
(cause) I want to be someone who believes
C F G
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
C F
Stare at the beautiful women
G
«She’s looking at you. Ah, no, no, she’s looking at me.»
C F G
Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo
C F G
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
Am F Dm G
I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
Am F G
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Am F Dm G *
(you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday
Am F G
If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
C F G
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
C F
Stare at the beautiful women
G
«She’s looking at you. Uh, I don’t think so. She’s looking at me.»
C F G
Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar
C F G Am
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
Am
I will never be lonely
G
I will never be lonely
Am F
I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats
Am G
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that.
Am F
Believe in me because I don’t believe in anything
Am G
And I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe.
C F G
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
C F
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
G
«She’s perfect for you, Man, there’s got to be somebody for me.»
C F
I want to be Bob Dylan
G
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
C F G
When everybody loves you, son, that’s just about as funky as you can be.
C F G
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
C F G
When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me.
C F G
We all want to be big stars, but we don’t know why, and we don’t know how.
C F G
But when everybody loves me, I’m going to be just about as happy as I can
Be.
C F G
Mr. Jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars…..
CHORDS: C x32010 F x33211 G 320003
Am x02210 Dm x00231
(*) The following fill is used at a couple of points in the song,
Marked with an asterisk.
