Song:	Yuma
Band:	Justin Townes Earle
Album:	Yuma (EP)
Tuning:	Standard
Capo:	5th fret

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The song is played in a modified Travis picking style with a 
few notes dropped, and a few hammers added, esp. on the Am to 
make it interesting.  Plays very nicely on a Dobro resonator 
guitar.  For timing, every line represents 8 beats.

Atypical chords
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C    - 332010   (C/G)
F    - 13321x   (not barred)

G5   - 32003x
Gsus4- 32001x
G (320003@1)    32000x
Gsus2- 3202xx
G'     3200xx

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INTRO
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  C (x32010@1)C (x32010@1) C (x32010@1)C (x32010@1)VERSE 1
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          C (x32010@1)                         C (x32010@1) Well he woke up that mornin' and he called into work
             C (x32010@1)                     C (x32010@1) Put on his daddy's old suit with a 2nd hand shirt
  F (133211@1)            F (133211@1) All un-tucked, shoes un-tied
  C (x32010@1)                     C (x32010@1) People all snickered as he walked by 
        F (133211@1)                    F (133211@1) So he stopped into a bar and bought a shot of Stephen's
       C (x32010@1)                    C (x32010@1) And another
     F (133211@1)                           F (133211@1) He bummed a cigarette instead of talkin' with a stranger
            C (x32010@1)               C (x32010@1) About the weather
              Am (x02210@1)                 G (320003@1) And then he paid his bill and he stepped outside
      C (x32010@1)                F (133211@1) And fell down into the street
     C (x32010@1)                       G (320003@1) He cursed and he cried as he climbed back up to his 
  F (133211@1)                     G (320003@1) feet again



VERSE 2
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            C (x32010@1)                          C (x32010@1) So up the road he found a payphone and called his mom
          C (x32010@1)                 C (x32010@1) He said Mom I think I'll be coming home
            F (133211@1)                 F (133211@1) I've been feeling so bad, I'm tired of this city.
                 C (x32010@1)          C (x32010@1) Ain't been the same since I lost my pretty
  F (133211@1)           F (133211@1) Angeline, and Mom I miss her 
       C (x32010@1)                 C (x32010@1)
  so.
            F (133211@1)                         F (133211@1) It's been over a year and there ain't nothin' I fear
             C (x32010@1)                 C (x32010@1)
  So much as being alone.
              Am (x02210@1)                      G (320003@1)
  And then he hung up the phone without saying good bye
  C (x32010@1)                               F (133211@1) Stopped in the store and bought a postcard and signed it
  C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1) Fare the well, and sent it back home 
  F (133211@1)                     G (320003@1) To Yuma.

(Instrumental transition)
  C (x32010@1)     C (x32010@1)G (320003@1)(4 beats, 2 beats, 2 beats)

BRIDGE
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  Am (x02210@1)    G (320003@1) Looking back I'd say, 
  F (133211@1)                   C (x32010@1) It wasn't so much the girl
  F (133211@1)             C (x32010@1)   As it was the booze and the dope 
          Gsus4 (3x0013@1)                       G (320003@1) And the way he took the weight of the world up upon his 
  Am (x02210@1)                 Am (x02210@1) Shoulders
      F (133211@1)                              F (133211@1)            
  And then he washed the blue from his eyes as he grew 
  C (x32010@1)                  C (x32010@1) colder
        F (133211@1)              Gsus4 (3x0013@1)           
  After all those lonely nights there left alone.

(Instrumental transition)
  G5  Gsus4   G   Gsus2   (2 beats per chord)
  G'  (4 beats only)

VERSE 3
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            C (x32010@1)             C (x32010@1) So he was just 23 when he stepped out on that ledge
             C (x32010@1)                C (x32010@1) It was his   weary heart that pushed him to the edge
         F (133211@1)                   F (133211@1) He was tired of living life, looking for love.
  C (x32010@1)                  C (x32010@1)
    A weary heart just needs a little touch
            F (133211@1)                 F (133211@1)
  And it is too much to ask, he cried as he stepped into the 
  C (x32010@1)                  C (x32010@1)
  wind.
                F (133211@1)                      F (133211@1) He turned his back on the world and he fell back to earth 
  C (x32010@1)                  C (x32010@1)
  again.
              Am (x02210@1)                   G (320003@1)
  So with the wind in his hair and a smile on his face
     C (x32010@1)                            G (320003@1) He crashed through the hood of an Oldes 98 
  C (x32010@1)                            G (320003@1) And he lay there and died on a cold winter's day
      F (133211@1)                     G (320003@1) All alone
       C (x32010@1)                    C (x32010@1) All alone.

--crookedpath
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