Biografía:
John Craigie is an American singer-songwriter. He has been hailed as a "Modern-Day Troubadour" in the style of Woody Guthrie and Ramblin' Jack Elliott.
Over the years, Craigie has taken his unique musical style across the western United States. He stays true to the essence of folk music, and the traditions of the seminal writers of our past century. With timeless melodies and insightful lyrics—interspersed with witty storytelling—his songs take many poetic turns before bringing you back home.
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Virgin Guitar - John Craigie
Tabbed by: SirRotenous
Tuning: Standard
[Chords Used]
D Dsus4 D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2 A G
e|--2----3------5-----5---------5----0---3--|
B|--3----3------3-----2---------3----2---0--|
G|--2----2------2-----2---------2----2---0--|
D|--0----0------0-----0---------2----2---0--|
A|--0----0------0-----0---------0----0---2--|
E|--x----x------x-----x---------0----0---3--|
[Intro]
D Dsus4 A G x2
[Verse 1]
D Dsus4 D A G
I’m awake and I’m crazy, in the past I was doomed
D Dsus4 D A G
And I can’t think of anything to describe what I do
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
It’s just the last breath, catching the next breath I suppose
D Dsus4 D A G
My heart is aimless, this much I know
[Interlude]
D Dsus4 A G
[Verse 2]
D Dsus4 D A G
They gave me this virgin guitar, you ain’t got no songs
D Dsus4 D A G
And I’ve no one to sing to, but I’ll keep pressing on
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
I ain’t your first choice, you ain’t my first choice, I know
D Dsus4 D A G
But I’ll be your lone voice, my darkness you'll absorb
[Interlude]
D Dsus4 A G x2
[Verse 3]
D Dsus4 D A G
The water is deep, child, and the river is long
D Dsus4 D A G
And I’ll lay my head here, but I won’t call it home
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
You wanna journey, I’m on a journey you know
D Dsus4 D A G
With no destination, we’re on our own, yeah!
[Interlude]
D Dsus4 A G x2
[Verse 4]
D Dsus4 D A G
Oh why do I worry, I’m supposed to be lost
D Dsus4 D A G
Like some floating ember, at a brand new Pentecost
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
We need the bad things, to make the good things, I know
D Dsus4 D A G
I hear them singing, no rain, no rose
[Outro]
D Dsus4 A G x4 (slow and hold last G chord of the song)
Tabbed by: SirRotenous
Tuning: Standard
[Chords Used]
D Dsus4 D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2 A G
e|--2----3------5-----5---------5----0---3--|
B|--3----3------3-----2---------3----2---0--|
G|--2----2------2-----2---------2----2---0--|
D|--0----0------0-----0---------2----2---0--|
A|--0----0------0-----0---------0----0---2--|
E|--x----x------x-----x---------0----0---3--|
[Intro]
D Dsus4 A G x2
[Verse 1]
D Dsus4 D A G
I’m awake and I’m crazy, in the past I was doomed
D Dsus4 D A G
And I can’t think of anything to describe what I do
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
It’s just the last breath, catching the next breath I suppose
D Dsus4 D A G
My heart is aimless, this much I know
[Interlude]
D Dsus4 A G
[Verse 2]
D Dsus4 D A G
They gave me this virgin guitar, you ain’t got no songs
D Dsus4 D A G
And I’ve no one to sing to, but I’ll keep pressing on
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
I ain’t your first choice, you ain’t my first choice, I know
D Dsus4 D A G
But I’ll be your lone voice, my darkness you'll absorb
[Interlude]
D Dsus4 A G x2
[Verse 3]
D Dsus4 D A G
The water is deep, child, and the river is long
D Dsus4 D A G
And I’ll lay my head here, but I won’t call it home
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
You wanna journey, I’m on a journey you know
D Dsus4 D A G
With no destination, we’re on our own, yeah!
[Interlude]
D Dsus4 A G x2
[Verse 4]
D Dsus4 D A G
Oh why do I worry, I’m supposed to be lost
D Dsus4 D A G
Like some floating ember, at a brand new Pentecost
D5 Dmaj7no3 Dsus2
We need the bad things, to make the good things, I know
D Dsus4 D A G
I hear them singing, no rain, no rose
[Outro]
D Dsus4 A G x4 (slow and hold last G chord of the song)
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