Crimson and Clay

Crimson and Clay chords by Jason Isbell Share Report Print

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Suggested strumisland strum

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d

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u

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d

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u

Also works: everywhere 4/4 d – d u – u d –

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Intro: E Abm E Abm E Abm Gb E (x2)

Verse 1:
           E   Abm                   E  Abm
I had it with me everywhere I've been
    E             Abm         Gb            E
Red clay under my nails, deep crimson on my skin
          E     Abm                   E  Abm
You could strip me of everything I own
          E     Abm                       Gb      E
And just leave me with the memories of my Alabama home

Chorus:
            Gb             E             B
I guess the highway didn't kill me after all
       Gb             E                     B
But I thought I was a goner in that trailer fire in Arkansas
       Gb          E                 B
But I just let her burn and walked away
     Gb                 E               E    Abm E Abm E Abm Gb E
And crawled back to the crimson and the clay

Verse 2:
               E    Abm                      E Abm
I got a little bolt action for my 9th birthday
             E        Abm         Gb            E
I can flip a silver dollar from a hundred yards away
   E   Abm              E Abm
A 1911 under my floor mat
        E      Abm                     Gb              E
Then one day it just occurred to me, I got no use for that

Chorus:
          Gb          E             B
Guess the city didn't kill me after all
    Gb                E               B
The thing that nearly took me out was loneliness and alcohol
      Gb          E                 B
And I just put it down and walked away
     Gb                 E               E    Abm E Abm E Abm Gb E
And crawled back to the crimson and the clay

Bridge:
        E    Abm             B                 Gb
See the moon in the morning, I anticipate the night
E            Abm             B                       Gb
Licked the spoon in the kitchen, we prayed to Martha White
E           Abm               B                    Gb
Little noose in a locker, brown eyes crying in the hall
E        Abm        B                             Gb
Rebel flags on the highway, wooden crosses on the wall

Chorus:
           Gb               E             B
Guess the small town didn't suit me after all
          Gb              E                         B
There's still so many lonely kids surrounded by the rest of y'all
    Gb              E           B
And I can't seem to keep myself away
    Gb                E                   E Abm E Abm E Abm Gb Gb E Abm E Abm E Abm Gb E
So I head back to the crimson and the clay
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How to play Crimson and Clay on ukulele

A good starting strum for this style is the island strum: d – d u – u d u. You are playing it in E major. The chords ask a bit more of you, so I rate them proficient. Want friendlier shapes? Drop it 4 half-steps, then a capo on fret 4 restores the key you see here.

5 ukulele chords used in "Crimson and Clay" by Jason Isbell: A, B, E, Gb and Abm

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Jason Isbell is an American alt-country singer /songwriter /guitarist from Muscle Shoals, Alabama. He also records as Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit. Best known for his years with the Drive-By Truckers where he played with his then wife, bassist Shonna Tucker. Isbell - who joined the Truckers in 2001 - left the band in early 2007 around the same time as his divorce from Tucker was finalized. In addition to being a gifted songwriter, Isbell is regarded as an exceptional guitar player.

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Intro: E G#m E G#m E G#m F# E (x2)

Verse 1:
           E   G#m                   E  G#m
I had it with me everywhere I've been
    E             G#m         F#            E
Red clay under my nails, deep crimson on my skin
          E     G#m                   E  G#m
You could strip me of everything I own
          E     G#m                       F#      E
And just leave me with the memories of my Alabama home

Chorus:
            F#             E             B
I guess the highway didn't kill me after all
       F#             E                     B
But I thought I was a goner in that trailer fire in Arkansas
       F#          E                 B
But I just let her burn and walked away
     F#                 E               E    G#m E G#m E G#m F# E
And crawled back to the crimson and the clay

Verse 2:
               E    G#m                      E G#m
I got a little bolt action for my 9th birthday
             E        G#m         F#            E
I can flip a silver dollar from a hundred yards away
   E   G#m              E G#m
A 1911 under my floor mat
        E      G#m                     F#              E
Then one day it just occurred to me, I got no use for that

Chorus:
          F#          E             B
Guess the city didn't kill me after all
    F#                E               B
The thing that nearly took me out was loneliness and alcohol
      F#          E                 B
And I just put it down and walked away
     F#                 E               E    G#m E G#m E G#m F# E
And crawled back to the crimson and the clay

Bridge:
        E    G#m             B                 F#
See the moon in the morning, I anticipate the night
E            G#m             B                       F#
Licked the spoon in the kitchen, we prayed to Martha White
E           G#m               B                    F#
Little noose in a locker, brown eyes crying in the hall
E        G#m        B                             F#
Rebel flags on the highway, wooden crosses on the wall

Chorus:
           F#               E             B
Guess the small town didn't suit me after all
          F#              E                         B
There's still so many lonely kids surrounded by the rest of y'all
    F#              E           B
And I can't seem to keep myself away
    F#                E                   E G#m E G#m E G#m F# F# E G#m E G#m E G#m F# E
So I head back to the crimson and the clay