Seattle by the Classic Crime Capo on 4 (or 5 if playing in half step down, which most of these guys songs are) Verse: C My real last thing G D My life is dull C And dried up like the sound G D A voice makes when the heart grows cold And its going that way I think i'll move out of state Somewhere far from Seattle city lights They burn my eyes California sounds nice but California's a lie C(picked) Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm just blind G(picked) Dsus4 D Oh, this time C G Rain on my hopes Dsus4 Rain on my soul Dm C Rain on everything that i know G It feels so ludicrous Dsus4 The pursuit of this dream D C We thought we'd be there long ago G Dsus4 D D(picked down) Second verse Same Choruses are the same C(x5) G(x5) Dsus4(x5) D(x5) And we are all looking for the same thing. the same thing C(x5) G(x5) Dsus4(x5) D(x5) Seattle is calling me back home, back home C G Rain on my hopes Dsus4 Rain on my soul D C(x5) Rain on everything that I know G(x5) It feels so ludicrous Dsus4 The pursuit of this dream D We thought we'd be there long ago Back to normal chorus Rain on my hopes Rain on my soul Rain on everything that i know It feels so ludicrous The pursuit of this dream We thought we'd be there long ago C G Dsus4 Whoa, whoa D Whoa, whoa