1000 Miles (Of Misery)
by Dwight Yoakam · posted by Turkey_Man
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How to read this tab — notation key
- +
- Blow note
- −
- Draw note
- b or '
- Half-step bend
- bb or ''
- Two half-step bend
- bbb or '''
- Three half-step bend
- (###)
- Chord — relevant hole numbers in parentheses
- < or *
- Push the button in (chromatic harmonica)
Full reference and posting tips in the tab guide.
The song is tabbed for the low in key of E. The High tab sounds nice on an A harmonica.
8 9 -109 9 -8 7 8
5 6 -66 6 -4 4 5
Run-way four---flight two o nine---
8 9 -10 9 -8 -8 -87-6 6-5
5 6 -6 6 -4 -4 -44-3’’-2-2’’
Tear-drop falls—--we start to climb-----
7 -9 -99 9 -109 9 8 -8
4 -5 -56 6 -66 6 5 -4
This win-dow seat proved a poor choice---
-6 7 -6 7 -6 8 8 -87
-3’’ 4 -3’’ 4 -3’’ 5 5 -44
It shows the dream—that’s been de-stroyed---
7 8 9 -10 9 8 7 89-87
4 5 6 -6 6 5 4 56-44
A lit-tle ba-by starts to cry-----
7 8 9 -10 9 -8 8 7
4 5 6 -6 6 -4 5 4
Hey, I would too---if not for pride---
7 -9 -99 9 -9 9 9 8-8
4 -5 -56 6 -5 5 6 5-4
I owe so—much—to pride—it’s true---
-6 7 -6 7 -6 8 8 -87
-3’’ 4 -3’’ 4 -3’’5 5 -44
It brought an end—to me and you---
7 8 9 -10 -10 -10 9 -9-10109-9
4 5 6 -6 -6 -6 6 -5-6 76-5
But if I could—I’d turn—a-round---
-9 9 -10 9 -109 8 -87
-5 6 -6 6 -66 5 -44
Set my feet—back—on the ground---
7 8 9 9 -10 9 8 8-8-7-6 6
4 5 6 6 -6 6 5 5-4-3-3’’-2
Cause all this plane—ride holds—for me---
-5 -5 -6 7 -887 -6 7 -8 -87
-2’’ -2’’-3’’ 4 -454 -3’’4 -4 -44
Is a thou-sand miles—of mis-er-y---
7 8 9 -10 9 8 7 8
4 5 6 -6 6 5 4 5
I hear the en-gines, watch the clouds—
(Pick up and repeat from: “Tear-drop falls“)
Whole damn world—looks dis-tant now---
But I can’t seem—to—put—no space---
In my cold heart and your sweet face---
A-cross the aisle—their hold-ing hands---
Re-veal-ing brand—new wed-ding bands----
But our sweet-gold—it’s gone---to rust,--
Now my life—has turned to dust---
But if I could—I’d turn—a-round---
Set my feet—back—on the ground---
Cause all this plane—ride holds—for me---
Is a thou-sand miles—of mis-er-y---