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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Sender: mes3sl@mech.surrey.ac.uk (Shaun Lawson)
Here's a slightly more tricky TP song - any suggestions or corrections
are most welcome. Anyway here comes my version of ...
INTO THE GREAT WIDE OPEN by TOM PETTY from the album of same name
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The intro and first few bars of the verse seem to be the following:
Em Em? Em7 Em6
e---0-----------------
b---0----------------- The chord names are probably a bit
g---0----------------- dodgy but - hey. If you play this
d---2----1---0-------- on an acoustic 12 string (like TP's
a---2----2---2---4---- nice Martin one ...) it sounds ok.
e---0----0---0---0----
Em Em? Em7 Em6
Eddie waited till he finished high school
Em Em? Em7 Em6
He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo
Am Am/G Am/F# Am/G
He met a girl out there with a tattoo too
G F C G C G
The future was wide open.
Em Em? Em7 Em6
They moved into a place they both could afford
Em Em? Em7 Em6
He found a nightclub he could work at the door
Am Am/G Am/F# Am/G
She had a guitar and she taught him some chords
G F C G C G G C GD
The sky was the limit.
G C D(sus4) G Em D Am
Into the great wide open, under them skies of blue
G C D(sus4) G F Em A
Out in the great wide open, a rebel without a clue.
(instrum: play the intro riff and end with G then A - I think)
The papers said Ed always played from the heart
He got an agent and a roadie named Bart
They made a record and it went in the charts
The sky was the limit.
His leather jacket had chains that would jingle
They both met movie stars, partied and mingled.
Their A&R man said "I don't hear a single."
The future was wide open.
Into the great wide open, under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open, a rebel without a clue.
Into the great wide open, under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open, a rebel without a clue.
final flourish: G C G G C G.
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