Hurricane Acordes

Note: The D chord in this song is simple --
Play a C major chord and slide your hand up two frets.
If it had a name, my best guess is it's a Dsus4add9.
 
Am  x 0 2 2 1 0
C   x 3 2 0 1 0
D   x 5 4 0 3 0
E   0 2 2 1 0 0
G   3 2 0 0 3 3
 
[Intro] x2
Am   C   D   Am
 
[Verse]
Am                       C            D                     Am
   Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
    Am                    C      D                     Am
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
    Am                    C      D                  Am
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
Am                      C                  D                Am
   Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
 
[Chorus]
      Am                      C                   D                     Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
   Am                         C              D                  E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    Am                  C                         D                          Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D               Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
 
[Verse]
Am                    C              D                 Am
Man came down from Chicago, he gonna set that levee right… he says,
Am                         C                     D                            Am
   It needs to be at least three feet higher, it won't make it through the night
        Am                    C              D                         Am
But the old man down in the Quarter, he said don't you listen to that boy
    Am                   C                     D             Am
The water be down by the mornin', and he'll be back to Illinois
 
[Chorus]
      Am                      C                   D                     Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
   Am                         C              D                  E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    Am                  C                         D                          Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D               Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
 
[Solo]
Am   C   D   Am   Am   C   D   E
Am   C   D   Am   Am   G   D   Am
 
[Verse]
Am                       C            D                     Am
   Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
    Am                    C      D                     Am
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
    Am                    C      D                  Am
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
Am                         C                  D                Am
   Takes a drink from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
 
[Chorus]
[A capella]
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
 
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
Am                  C                         D                          Am
High black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D               Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
 
[Chorus]
      Am                      C                   D                     Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
   Am                         C              D                  E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    Am                  C                         D                          Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    Am                    G                        D               Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
    Am                    G                        D               Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
 
[Solo]
Am   C   D   Am   Am   C   D   E
Am   C   D   Am   Am   G   D   Am
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