Please Come To Boston chords

Wade Bowen & West 84

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Capo: 4st fret

  			 
 
D                             G    
Please come to Boston for the springtime 
    D                                              G 
I'm staying here with some friends and they've got lots of room 
A                                  D        
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk 
     Bm               A     G 
By a cafe were I hope to be working soon 
 
 
Bridge: 
 
D 
Please come to Boston 
          A                         D  
She said "No, Baby you come home to me." 
D                                A      D 
She said "Ramblin' boy, won't ya settle down? 
D                 A     D 
Boston ain't your kinda town 
D                                               G 
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me 
        A                            D 
I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee
Please come to Denver where the snow falls 
We'll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found 
We’ll throw "I love you" echoes down the canyon 
And then lie awake at night 'til they come back around 
Please come to Denver, she said no, Baby you come home to me 
She said "Ramblin' boy, won't ya settle down? 
Denver ain't your kinda town 
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me 
I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee
Bridge: 
          Bm                A                 G                        D  
Now these drifters words go round and round I doubt if it’s ever gonna stop 
       Bm                  A                  G 
But of all the dreams I’ve lost and found and all that I ain’t got 
              E7                      D  
I just need a lean-to, somebody I can sing to 
 
 
Please come to L.A. to live forever 
The California life alone is just too hard to bear 
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean 
And there’s some stars that fell from the sky, livin' up on the hill 
Please come to LA, She said no, baby you come home to me 
She said "Ramblin' boy, won't ya settle down? 
L.A. ain't your kinda town 
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me 
I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee