Band of Heathens - Hurricane Chords

[Intro]
Am     C     Dadd9add4    Am
Am     C     Dadd9add4    Am

[Verse]
Am                     C              Dadd9add4          Am
   Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
    Am                C          Dadd9add4          Am
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
    Am                  C        Dadd9add4        Am
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
Am                      C                   Dadd9add4      Am
   Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said

[Chorus]
      Am                       C                 Dadd9add4          Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
   Am                         C              D                 E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    Am                   C                        Dadd9add4                 Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D                Am          Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans

*** Active strumming starts at the Am in "Orleans" above *** 

[Verse]
Am                    C              Dadd9add4       Am
Man came down from Chicago, he gonna set that levee right… he says,
Am                         C                     Dadd9add4                  Am
   It needs to be at least three feet higher, it won't make it through the night
        Am                    C              Dadd9add4                Am
But the old man down in the Quarter, he said don't you listen to that boy
    Am                   C                     Dadd9add4     Am        Am
The water be down by the mornin', and he'll be back to Illinois

[Chorus]
      Am                      C                   Dadd9add4            Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
   Am                         C              D                  E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    Am                  C                         Dadd9add4                 Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D               Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans

[Instrumental]
Am     C     Dadd9add4     Am
Am     C     D Dsus4 D     E
Am     C     Dadd9add4     Am
Am     G     D Dsus4 D     Am
Am     Am    Am

[Verse]
Am                       C            Dadd9add4            Am
   Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
    Am                    C      Dadd9add4            Am
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
    Am                    C      Dadd9add4          Am
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
Am                         C                 Dadd9add4        Am     N.C.    N.C.   N.C.
   Takes a drink from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said

*** Stop strumming at "said" and go a capella until Am at "High black water" ***

[Chorus]
      N.C.                    N.C.                N.C.               N.C.
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
  N.C.           N.C.             N.C.                         N.C.
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
Am                  C                         Dadd9add4                 Am
High black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D               Am         Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans

[Chorus]
      Am                      C                   Dadd9add4           Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
   Am                         C              D                  E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    Am                  C                         Dadd9add4                 Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D               Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans

*** Switch back to one strum per bar only for next 3 bars, then back to normal at "Orleans" ***

    Am                    G                        D               Am     Am    Am    Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans

[Outro]
Am     C     Dadd9add4     Am
Am     C     D Dsus4 D     E
Am     C     Dadd9add4     Am
Am     G     D Dsus4 D     Am