Thin Line by Honeyhoney
This song uses some weird chords. I'm sure they have names, but I just described them
below and use an * to note where they're played versus the normal chords.
C*
e|-----|
B|--0--|
G|--2--|
D|--0--|
A|--3--|
E|-----|
G*
e|-----|
B|-----|
G|--0--|
D|--2--|
A|--0--|
E|--3--|
A*
e|-----|
B|-----|
G|--0--|
D|--2--|
A|--0--|
E|-----|
C/G
e|-----|
B|--1--|
G|--0--|
D|--2--|
A|-----|
E|--3--|
E*
e|-----|
B|--9--|
G|--9--|
D|--9--|
A|-----|
E|--7--|
Intro/Verse Pattern
Em C* Em G*
e|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|----------0-------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------2----------0---------------------------------------------------------------|
D|--2-2-2-0---2-2-2--2----------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------3----------0-----------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-0-0-----0-0-0-3------------------------------------------------------------------|
Em
Thin line
C* Em
Walking a thin line
G* Em C* A*
Staying out late at night
Em
I'm not happy
C* Em
Feeling low
C/G
It's so hard these days to play my cards right
Em
It's about time
C* Em
To start the show
G* Em C* Em
I got tickets for my friends that want to go
A*
And I wish you'd come down
Just come on by
Em C* Em
Oh, I need your easy roll around of a good time
C
'Cause I want whiskey when I'm sick
E*
And a man when I'm well
C
But it's nice to have them both sometimes
E*
When I feel like raising hell
E
So don't try and save me
D
I'll be just fine
A E
I'm getting used to walking on a thin line
Em
Some days I try hard
C* Em
To watch my mouth
G* Em
To say the right things
C* A*
But the wrong just slip right out
Em
Oh, I ain't no Southern belle
C* Em
No Georgia peach
C/G
I guess all my good graces are too far out of reach
C
I sleep so deep each night
E*
I'm lying in the bed we made
C
And when I get you off, babe
E*
Well you know it's give and take
E
So I don't feel bad
D
When I get mine
A E
Oh, I'm getting used to walking on a thin line
Em
Sometimes I'm doing things half-ass wrong
Em
Sometimes the words I sing are just some half-ass song
A*
I get lost and I get found
Em C* Em
Oh, and I'll be good until I need another round
C
'Cause I want whiskey when I'm sick
E*
And a man when I'm well
C
But it's nice to have them both sometimes
E*
When I feel like raising hell
E
So don't try and save me
D
I'll be just fine
A E
Oh, I'm getting used to walking on a thin line
E
No, don't try and save me
D
I'll be just fine
A E
Oh, I'm getting used to walking on a thin line
D A E
Oh, I'm getting used to walking on a thin line
