Field Report - Summons Chords

CAPO: 3rd FRET

INTRO:  NONE  

VERSE:
C
Over the water 
F
Outside of Mobile
   D                             G
Allowing the sunset to take her time
               C
And I’ve been putting off the knowing 
     F
In a pink and orange haze 
           C                        G
while the oil rigs are feeding me lines
         Am
And the pines, straight and tall, 
     F
Fly past, looking out 
      E                        G
On a hundred mile barcode or prison bars
                Am
And I've been whispering the Lord’s prayer 
      F
Over every bridge I go across
        Am             Em
Try to summon up the strength 
        G               C
Not to swerve into the cars


CHORUS:
 C           F      F   C   G   C         F    C   G
And I’ll be coming hooooooooooooooome to you


VERSE; 
 C                   F        C
Drunk hotel halogen bathroom mirror
                           
Gonna conjure up the courage 
    G
To call up a ghost
               C
And I’ve been picking at the cancer
       F                            C
Gonna smear it on my chest over my heart
                       G                 C
like a salve where it burns us the most


CHORUS:  
C            F       F  C  G  C         F    C   G
And I’ll be coming hooooooooooooome to you
         F       F   C   G    C        F    C   G
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you


VERSE: 
G        C
Did you fall in love again 
      F
while I’ve been away’
               C             G
'Cause in my dreams I’m in another man’s clothes
      C
I got all these friends in Durham 
       F
And I never know their names
          C                               G
And if I got to, I could probably make it home
              Am
And I’ve been two weeks dry, 
     F
In a bar every night
               C               Em           F    G
And I’ve been p**sing coffee, quinine and lime
     Am
The fog’s been lifting
     F
And I’m doing alright
       C                  G           C   G
But I still can’t look nobody in the eye


CHORUS/OUTRO:
        F        F   C   G   C        F    C   G
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you
         F       F   C   G   C        F    C   G   C
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you
         F       F   C   G   C        F    C   G
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you
         F       F   C   G   C        F    C   G   C
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you 


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SONG:   SUMMONS
ARTIST: FIELD REPORT
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM

                  SUMMONS 
                FIELD REPORT

CAPO: NONE

INTRO:  NONE  

VERSE:
Eb
Over the water 
Ab
Outside of Mobile
   F                             Bb
Allowing the sunset to take her time
               Eb
And I’ve been putting off the knowing 
     Ab
In a pink and orange haze 
           Eb                       Bb
while the oil rigs are feeding me lines
         Cm
And the pines, straight and tall, 
     Ab
Fly past, looking out 
      G                        Bb
On a hundred mile barcode or prison bars
                Cm
And I've been whispering the Lord’s prayer 
      Ab
Over every bridge I go across
        Cm             Gm
Try to summon up the strength 
        Bb              Eb
Not to swerve into the cars


CHORUS:
 Eb          Ab     Ab  Eb  Bb  Eb        Ab   Eb  Bb
And I’ll be coming hooooooooooooooome to you


VERSE; 
 Eb                  Ab       Eb
Drunk hotel halogen bathroom mirror
                           
Gonna conjure up the courage 
    Bb
To call up a ghost
               Eb
And I’ve been picking at the cancer
       Ab                           Eb
Gonna smear it on my chest over my heart
                       Bb                Eb
like a salve where it burns us the most


CHORUS:  
Eb           Ab      Ab Eb Bb Eb        Ab   Eb  Bb
And I’ll be coming hooooooooooooome to you
         Ab      Ab  Eb  Bb   Eb       Ab   Eb  Bb
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you


VERSE: 
Bb       Eb
Did you fall in love again 
      Ab
while I’ve been away’
               Eb            Bb
'Cause in my dreams I’m in another man’s clothes
      Eb
I got all these friends in Durham 
       Ab
And I never know their names
          Eb                              Bb
And if I got to, I could probably make it home
              Cm
And I’ve been two weeks dry, 
     Ab
In a bar every night
               Eb              Gm           Ab   Bb
And I’ve been p**sing coffee, quinine and lime
     Cm
The fog’s been lifting
     Ab
And I’m doing alright
       Eb                 Bb          Eb  Bb
But I still can’t look nobody in the eye


CHORUS/OUTRO:
        Ab       Ab  Eb  Bb  Eb       Ab   Eb  Bb
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you
         Ab      Ab  Eb  Bb  Eb       Ab   Eb  Bb  Eb
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you
         Ab      Ab  Eb  Bb  Eb       Ab   Eb  Bb
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you
         Ab      Ab  Eb  Bb  Eb       Ab   Eb  Bb  Eb
I’ll be coming hoooooooooooooooome to you