Grandaddy

Now Its On(Chords)

Grandaddy

Key: E

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	        GRANDADDY - NOW IT'S ON 
by realexkav 

Standard Tuning 

              E 
Now that the 'K' is in place 
           C# 
Where the 'C' used to be 
                  A 
It seems that I'm ceasing to be 
       E 
In the season of the old me 

I wouldn't trade my place 
I got no reason to be 
Weathered and withering 
Like in the season of the old me 

A                                E 
 Bust the lock off the front door 
Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore 
Light the light on the front porch 
Once it's on you'll never want to turn it off anymore 

             F# 
And now it's on, 

  F# run 
e|-----------------| 
B|----------2---5--| 
G|--3---3---3---3--| 
D|--4---4---4---2--| 
A|--4---1---4---4--| 
E|--2---2---2---2--| 

          A E (Emaj7) 
now it's on 

If you wanna play the melody with the chords, you could do it like that: 


  A                               E             Emaj7       E 
e---------------------------------------------------0-0-0-0-0-0-0--| 
b-2---2---5---5-5---4---2-2---0---------------------0-0-0-0-0-0-0--| 
G-2---2---2---2-2---2---2-2---2---1---1---1-1-1-1---1-1-1-1-1-1-1--| 
D-2---2---2---2-2---2---2-2---2---2---2---2-2-2-1---1-1-1-1-2-2-2--| 
A-0---0---0---0-0---0---0-0---0---2---2---2-2-2-2---2-2-2-2-2-2-2--| 
E---------------------------------0---0---0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0-0-0-0--| 

  A                               E             Emaj7       E 
e---------------------------------0---0-0-0--0--0---0-0-0-0-0-0-0--| 
b-2---2---5---5-5---4---2-2---0-2-0---0-0-0--0--1---0-0-0-0-0-0-0--| 
G-2---2---2---2-2---2---2-2---2-2-1---1-1-1--1--1---1-1-1-1-1-1-1--| 
D-2---2---2---2-2---2---2-2---2-2-2---2-4-2--2--1---1-1-1-1-2-2-2--| 
A-0---0---0---0-0---0---0-0---0-0-2---2-2-2--2--2---2-2-2-2-2-2-2--| 
E---------------------------------0---0-0-0--0--0---0-0-0-0-0-0-0--| 
second time without the last Emaj7 Now that the lake's in place Where the dead sea used to be It seems that I'm ceasing to be In the season of the old me I wouldn't trade my place I got no reason to be Weathered and withering Like in the season of the old me Bust the lock off the front door Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore Light the light on the front porch Once it's on you'll never want to turn it off anymore A E Emaj7 E And now it's on..

Written by Jason Lytle

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