Oregon Hill

Cowboy Junkies

Oregon Hill аккорды

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Oregon Hill (M. Timmins/Cowboy Junkies)
(from the album Black Eyed Man)

Submitted by Steve Scowden (steve.scowden@sf.jwtworld.com)

Corrections/improvements welcome.

(I'm playing this song  with a B- B6 -B7 riff through most of the verses.  That is, an E, then an E with 
pinkie added on 2nd fret of 2nd string, then sliding my pinkie up to the 3rd fret.  Of course, there may be 
better way.)

B- B6 -B7 riff
The hoods are up on Pine Street, rearends lifted, too
The great-grandsons of General Robert B. Lee

                                     G#m
are makin' love with a little help from STP

               B                              B- B6 -B7
Their women on the porches, comparin' alibis

(B- B6 -B7 riff)
Greasy eggs & bacon, bumper stickers aimed to start a fight
Folk in wrecks, confederate caps, if you want some shine well
                   G#m   G#m7
 you can always find some more

               B                                B- B6 -B7
but what I remember most, is the color of Susie's door

          B#m                Fm         B                 B
And Susie says she's up there, cutting carrots still

B        C                 Bm
Susie says she's missing me

     G#m                  B- B6 -B7
so I'm missing, Oregon Hill

(B- B6 -B7 riff)
A river to the south, to wash away all sin
A college to the east of us, to learn where sin begins

                          G#m      G#m7
A graveyard to the west of it all

             B                       B- B6 -B7
The child may soon be lying in it

             B                          B
Cause to the north there is a prison,

               B                  B
which I've come to call my home

              B                         B
but come Monday morning, no country song,

             C           B        B
will sing me home again


   B#m                Fm           B         B
Susie says she's up there, cutting carrots still

B        C          Bm               G#m             B- B6 -B7
Susie says she's missing me, so I'm missing, Oregon Hill

(B- B6 -B7 riff)
Sunday morning, 8 a.m., sirens fill the air
Sounds like someone made the river
                           G#m  G#m7
Sounds like someone being born again

       B               F#m      G#m         B- B6 -B7
But me, I'm just lyin' here in Susie's bed

              B                      B
Baptists celebrating with praises to the lord

    B                  B
Rednecks doin' it with gin

              B                   B        C        B       B
Me and Susie, we're just celebrating, the joys of sleepin' in,

              G#m              B            B- B6 -B7
because tomorrow,  I'll be home again.

   B#m           Fm
Susie says she'll wait there,

            B                          B
cutting carrots by the window sill

B        C              Bm
Susie says always think of me,

         G#m                  B- B6 -B7
when you think of,  Oregon Hill