Fast Car

Fast car  -  Tracy Chapman

Cmaj7   = x-3-2-0-0-0
G       = 3-2-0-0-0-3
Em      = 0-2-2-0-0-0
D       = x-x-0-2-3-2
C       = x-3-2-0-1-0
Dadd9   = x-x-0-2-3-0

Cmaj7 - Cadd9        Em   D
e|----0------------------------------0---|
B|----0h1p0---3--3--------8----7---7-----|
G|----0-------0----0------0----0---------|
D|----2----------------------------------|
A|----3-------------------7----5---------|
E|----0-------3--------------------------|

deze riff wordt soms afgewisseld met deze:

e|----0----------------------------------|
B|----0h1p0---3--3--------8-10-8--7-5-3--|
G|----0-------0----0------0-------0------|
D|----2----------------------------------|
A|----3-------------------7--------------|
E|----0-------3--------------------------|

Capo op het 2e FRET


 Cmaj7          G
You got a fast car
     Em             D
and I want a ticket to anywhere
 Cmaj7          G
Maybe we make a deal
 Em             D
maybe together we can get somewhere

Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
Me, myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money

Won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
His body's too young to look like his

My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did

You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way


Chorus:
                                C
So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
    G
Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
  Em
City lights lay out before us
          D
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
     C  Em        D           Dadd9 D
And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged
 C  Em        D                          C           D
I, I,had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
We go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs

Chorus:

You got a fast car
I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids

I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

Chorus

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way