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Neil Young - Thrasher (Chord)
Submitter: cotswoldkid (200) on 6/18/18
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Thrasher.
Neil Young.
Album: Rust Never Sleeps.
Capo 2.

Intro: C Cadd9 C Cadd9 C C/B F C G6 C C/B Am7 G6 F 

          C                                  F               C
They were hiding behind hay bales, They were planting in the full moon, 
               C/B      Am7     G6        F  G
They had given all they had for something new, 
        C                                    F                 C
But the light of day was on them, they could see the thrashers coming, 
              G          Am7             F  G 
And the water shone like diamonds in the dew, 
        
    F          G                   C                
And I was just getting up, hit the road before it's light,
F                  G           C           F                   G
Trying to catch an hour on the sun, when I saw those thrashers rolling by,
        C                   Am7         Dm7                          G
Looking more than two lanes wide, I was feeling like my day had just begun,
  
          C                                  Dm            C
Where the eagle glides ascending, There's an ancient river bending, 
                     G        Am7           F             G
Through the timeless gorge of changes where sleeplessness awaits,
  C                                    F               C
I searched out my companions, who were lost in crystal canyons, 
                 G        Am7      F                  G
When the aimless blade of science, slashed the pearly gates. 
           
       F               G                     C               
It was then I knew I'd had enough, burned my credit card for fuel,
F                       G                 C    
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand, 
       F                     G                    C          C/B Am7
With a one-way ticket to the land of truth and my suitcase in my hand, 
      Dm                                 G
How I lost my friends I still don't understand. 
         
C                                      F             C
They had the best selection, they were poisoned with protection, 
                       G    Am7     F               G
There was nothing that they needed, nothing left to find, 
          C                           F                 C
They were lost in rock formations, or became park bench mutations,
                     G      Am7                F        G
On the sidewalks and in the stations they were waiting, waiting,
      
   F               G                          C                   
So I got bored and left them there, they were just dead weight to me, 
F               G                 C    C/B Am7
Better down the road without that load, 
F                         G
Brings back the time when I was eight or nine, 
      C                  Am  
I was watching my Mama's T.V.
            Dm                        G
It was that great Grand Canyon rescue episode. 
                  
          C                                F               C
Where the vulture glides descending, on an asphalt highway bending, 
                  G   Am7      F            G
Through libraries and museums, galaxies and stars, 
         C                                 F                   C
Down the windy halls of friendship, to the rose clipped by the bull-whip, 
             G       Am7                F               G
The motel of lost companions waits with heated pool and bar. 

    F          G                      C               
But me I'm not stopping there, got my own row left to hoe, 
F            G                    C   G
Just another line in the field of time, 
     F                   G
When the thrashers come, I'll be stuck in the sun, 
C        C/B          Am7
Like the dinosaurs in shrines, 
         Dm                Dm7                 G
But I'll know the time has come to give what's mine. 

C F C C/B Am7 G F G F G C F G C C/B F G C Dm7 G C
 
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