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#SOUVENIRS (Gretchen Peters; recorded by Suzy Bogguss)
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Actually in A; capo 2.
Each chord is half a measure.
[G=320033, Gsus9=300233, G5/C=x30033, Gsus9/C=x30233. Actually, I could
probably give these chords different names (e.g., I could have written
Gsus9/C as Dsus4/C), but that's not important. The fingerings are what's
important.]
int[GGGGGGsus9/C
ro]
int[GGGGGGsus9/C
ro]
GGsus9GGsuGGsus9/CG5/CGsus9/C
Set out like Kerouac in my American car
GGsus9GGsus9GGsus9/CDD
Carrying a dream and a road map deep in my American heart
GGsus9GGsus9GGsus9/CG5/CGsus9/C
Where's those mountain majesties, where's those waves of grain
GGsus9GGsus9GGsus9/CDD
Billboards from sea to shining sea, man it ain't the same
They got Mount Rushmore on a cup, everybody needs one of those
For a dollar more they'll fill it up, you can drink out of Lincoln's nose
They got the Hard Rock t-shirts, they got Elvis too
Sooner or later, mark my words, they're gonna get you
CCG/BG/BD7sus4D7suDD
Well I've been searching for the promised land
CCG/BG/BAm7Am7DD
But it's just another neon come-on roadside stand
GGsus9GGsus9GGsus9/CG5/CGsus9/C
Little tin toys that fall apart, that's all they got here
GGsus9GGsus9G5/CGsus9/CDD
I come all this way to find my heart, all I get is souvenirs
repeat intro chords
Baby I believed in you, I thought you believed in me
I thought we had a love that's true, not a close facsimile
Now I don't want your dime store ring, it turns my finger green
I don't want your dime store love, I want the real thing
Well I've been searching for the promised land
But it's just another neon come-on roadside stand
Little tin toys that fall apart, that's all we got here
I come all this way to find my heart, all I get is souvenirs