From the movie, Brave Little Toaster
Intro
E | ---0---0---0---0------------- |
B | --3---3---3---3-------------- |
G | ----------------------------- |
D | -2---2---2---2--------------- |
A | ----------------------------- |
E | ----------------------------- |
Em
I can't take this kinda pressure
G - F#m -
I must confess one more dusty road
Em - D9
Would be just a road too long
G - - Em
Worthless...
Em
I just can't, I just can't
I just can't seem to get started!
G - F#m -
Don't have the heart to live in the fast lane
Em - D9
All that has passed and gone
G - - A
Worthless!
C - - B
There ain't nothing you can do about it
G - - A
Worthless!
Pardon me while I panic!
C - - B - B - - A - A - - G
Worthless! Worthless! Worthless!
Em
I come from KC Missouri
G - F#m -
And I got my kicks down on Route 66
Em - D9
Every truck stop from Butte to MO
Em
Motown to Old Alabama
G - F#m - Em - D9
From Texarkana and east of Savanna from Tampa to Old Kokomo
A - - Bm
Worthless...
Em
I once ran the Indy 500
G - F#m -
I must confess I'm impressed how I did
Em - D9
And I wonder how close that I came
Em
Now I get a sinking sensation
G - F#m - Em -
I was the top of the line, out of site out of mind
D9
So much for fortune and fame
G - - A
Worthless!
C - - B
G - - A
Worthless!
C - - B - B - - A - A - - Gm
Worthless! Worthless! Worthless!
Gm
Once took a Texan to a wedding
Once took a Texan to a wedding
Bb - Am -
He kept forgetting, his loneliness letting
Gm - F
His thoughts turn to home and we turned
Gm
I took a man to a graveyard
Bb - Am -
I beg your pardon, it's quite hard enough
Gm - F
Just living with the stuff I have learned
Am - - Bb
Worthless!
Bb - - Abm
Abm - - A
Worthless!
A - - G - G - - F - F - - Em
Worthless! Worthless! Worthless!
Em
Once drove a surfer to sunset
G - F#m -
There were bikinis and buns filled with weenies
Em - D9
Believe me, just couldn't forget
Em -
Pico, lets go up to Zuma
Gm -
Pico, lets go up to Zuma
Bb - Am - Gm - F
From Zuma to Yuma the rumor was I had a hand in the lay of the land
G
Get up and go hit the highway
G - - A
C - - B
G - - A
C - - B - B - - A - A - - G
Em -
Em
I worked on a reservation
Em -
G - F#m - Em - D9
Who would believe they would love me and leave on a bus back to old Santa Fe?
Em
Once in an Indian nation
G - F#m -
I took the kids on the skids with a Hopi
Em - D9
Who was happy to lie there and say
Em - - Dm - - Am
"You're worthless"
Em
G - F#m - Em - D
Em(hold)