TAKE IT OFF THE SCREEN
Print the sheet for the piano stand, or load the MIDI into any app and practise at your own tempo.
HOW TO PLAY
- 1Put your right thumb on middle C. Most beginner songs stay under five fingers — you never move your hand.
- 2Set the speed down and turn CLICK on. Press each key exactly when the note reaches the line.
- 3Loop the bar that keeps breaking until it feels easy, then add the left hand and take the speed back up.
LYRICS
Thir ty miles on the Gulf Stream,
I (D7)hear the south wind moan.
The bridge is get ting low er,
the (D7)shrimp boat’s com ing home.
The old man down in the Quar (C)ter
(D)slow ly turns his head,
takes a sip from his (C)whis key bot tle, and this is what he said:
I was (A)born in the rain on the (C)Pont char train, un der (D7)neath the Lou ’si an a moon.
I (A)don’t mind the strain of a (C)hur ri cane; they (D)come a round ev ’ry June.
The (A5)high black wa ter, a (C)dev il’s daugh ter.
She’s hard, she’s cold and she’s mean.
But no bod y taught her it (G5)takes a lot of wa ter to (D7)wash a way New Or leans.
Man came down from Chi (C)ca go; he gon na (D7)set that lev ee right.
He says, “It needs to be at least (C)three feet high er.
It (D7)won’t make it through the night.”
But the old man down in the Quar (C)ter, he said, (D7)“Don’t you lis ten to that boy.
The wa ter be down by the (C)morn ing, and he’ll be (D7)back to Il li nois.”
I was (A)born in the rain on the (C)Pont char train, un der (D7)neath the Lou ’si an a moon.
I (A)don’t mind the strain of a (C)hur ri cane; they (D)come a round ev ’ry June.
The (A5)high black wa ter, a (C)dev il’s daugh ter.
She’s hard, she’s cold and she’s mean.
But no bod y taught her it (G5)takes a lot of wa ter to (D7)wash a way New Or leans.
(A)born in the rain on the (C)Pont char train, un der (D7)neath the Lou ’si an a moon.
I (A)don’t mind the strain of a (C)hur ri cane; they (D)come a round ev ’ry June.
The (A5)high black wa ter, a (C)dev il’s daugh ter.
She’s hard, she’s cold and she’s mean.
But no bod y taught her it (G5)takes a lot of wa ter to (D7)wash a way New Or leans.
Thir ty miles on the Gulf Stream,
I (D7)hear the south wind moan.
The bridge is get ting low er,
the (D7)shrimp boat’s com ing home.
The old man down in the Quar (C)ter
(D)slow ly turns his head,
takes a drink from his (C)whis key bot tle, and this is what he said:
I was (A)born in the rain on the (C)Pont char train, un der (D7)neath the Lou ’si an a moon.
I (A)don’t mind the strain of a (C)hur ri cane; they (D)come a round ev ’ry June.
The (A5)high black wa ter, a (C)dev il’s daugh ter.
She’s hard, she’s cold and she’s mean.
But no bod y taught her it (G5)takes a lot of wa ter to (D7)wash a way New Or leans.
I was (A)born in the rain on the (C)Pont char train, un der (D7)neath the Lou ’si an a moon.
SONG INFO
- Level
- 5 of 5
- Key
- C
- Tempo
- 130 BPM
- Plays
- 56
- Chords
- A Apow C D D7 E Em Gpow
- Category
- Pop
- Artist
- Band Of Heathens