Sedona Cifras

Tuning: DGDGBD
(studio version is actually Eb Ab Eb Ab C Eb, or open G and capo 1st)
 
 
[Intro/Verse]
 
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[Intro]
 
D     G
 
 
[Verse 1]
D                           G
      The red sandstone it fell,
D                                G
right smack on top, of Sedona Arabelle
D
John Ford said won't you hop on in,
                                                    G          A7
in a stagecoach baby, gonna take you for a spin, oh oh, woah, woah
 
 
[Chorus]
     D           G
Well hey, little Hollywood, you're
A7
gone but you're not forgot
           D              G
You got the cash but your credit's no good
    A7
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
        D                            G
And I remember, I remember when your neon used to
A7
burn so bright and pink -
D   G        A7    N.C.    D
  a Saturday night kind of pink
 
 
[Verse 2]
(D)                    G
The blacklist and its hosts
D                                           G
came down so swift, and it drove 'em to the coast
      D
We're going California, but we're all out of work
                                                    G          A7
I guess that's better than a grave and a hearse, oh oh, woah, woah
 
 
[Chorus]
D           G
Hey, little Hollywood, you're
A7
gone but you're not forgot
           D              G
You got the cash but your credit's no good
    A7
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
        D                            G
And I remember, I remember when your neon used to
A7
burn so bright and pink -
D   G        A7    N.C.    D
  a Saturday night kind of pink
 
 
[Verse 3]
(D)                   G
Now the devil's in a rush
D                                 G
      And his duct tape makes you hush
      D
Well, hey there Sedona, let me cut you a deal, I'm a little hung-over and
                            G         A7
I may have to steal your soul, woah, woah
 
 
[Chorus]
     D           G
Well hey, little Hollywood, you're
A7
gone but you're not forgot
           D              G
You got the cash but your credit's no good
    A7
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
        D                            G
And I remember, I remember when your neon used to
A7                       N.C.
burn so bright and pink, so bright and pink!
D   G        A7    N.C.    D
  A Saturday night kind of pink
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