Seattle 
by the Classic Crime


Capo on 4
(or 5 if playing in half step down, which most of these guys songs are)


Verse:

C
  My real last thing
G                  D
  My life is dull
                              C
  And dried up like the sound
                  G                     D         
A voice makes when the heart grows cold

And its going that way

I think i'll move out of state
Somewhere far from Seattle city lights
They burn my eyes
California sounds nice but California's a lie

                                                                       
                                             C(picked)
Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm just blind


G(picked)     Dsus4 D
Oh, this time

C                        G              
    	Rain on my hopes
               Dsus4           
Rain on my soul
           Dm                 C               
Rain on everything that i know
                      G          
It feels so ludicrous
                         Dsus4         
The pursuit of this dream
		  D                 C
We thought we'd be there long ago

G            Dsus4        D   D(picked down)

Second verse Same

Choruses are the same


C(x5)		        G(x5)            Dsus4(x5)	 D(x5)
	And we are all looking for the same thing. the same thing
C(x5)		      G(x5)            Dsus4(x5)	   D(x5)
	Seattle is calling me back home, back home

C                  G 
  Rain on my hopes
		Dsus4
Rain on my soul
          D                    C(x5)
Rain on everything that I know
                       G(x5)
It feels so ludicrous
                          Dsus4
The pursuit of this dream
		    D
We thought we'd be there long ago

Back to normal chorus 

Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that i know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago

C	    G         Dsus4
	Whoa, whoa
	D
Whoa, whoa