I've Been To Holland
By Joe Purdy (http://www.joepurdy.com)
From the album Paris In the Morning


Tabbed by Kevin (liquoricewhip@hotmail.com)
Check out the Unofficial Joe Purdy Transcription site at www.kevin.host-ed.net/joepurdy


Standard tuning

C:
x32010
F:
133211
G:
320033


C F G C

F G F G C

  C                                F                    G                         C
I walk down this brick road, ignoring the busloads, the sleepers are down for the count
          F                   G                       F             G              C
And I'll never forget on the day that we met, or last night when we painted the town
   C                                   F              G 
We screamed and we ran the streets of old Amsterdam, looking for pay phones to call
F                G                                       F               G              C
Yeah but none of our loved ones could quite understand, sometimes we just live for the fall

    C                         F                         G                          C    
And I've been to Holland and I've been to New York, and I've seen the Golden Gate Bridge
    F                       G                              F          G            C
And I've done the things my parents have dreamed, I ain't never seen nothing like this

    C                    F                       G                        C
She came to LA from the red Georgia clay, and I loved her right from the start
     F                        G                    F          G         C
And she took my eye, like a thief in the night, I know she'd stolen my heart
    C                            F                       G                           C
She knows that I love her, she knows that I miss her, I wish she was standing right here
        F                 G                              F         G       C
At the end of each day I lay down and pray for just one chance to see her again

(chorus)
        C                            F                          G                       C
Well I looked to my right, there's a man on a bike, he says the sun has been hiding two days
       F                          G                         F              G       C
And if I missed you more I would have blown the door but I can't find the door anyways
      C                              F                      G                C
And I don't speak the language, and all of the anguish it causes me to ask twice
F                              G                              F             G         C
I don't know much, I know that I love the Dutch, 'cause they don't have to try to be nice

(chorus)