{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":745351,"song":"Travel Light","artist":"Johnny Flynn","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11587115-travel-light-chords-by-johnny-flynn/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/745351?type=chord","rating":4.53082,"votes":15,"content":"Travel Light w/ Laura Marling\r\n\r\nA cover of the song by Jeffrey Lewis and Diane Cluck\r\n\r\nSame chords repeated all the way through.\r\n\r\n[ch]F[/ch] [ch]G[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch]\r\n\r\nWhen I was an astronaut I didn't take my boots, \r\nWhen I was a coal miner I didn't know the news, \r\nWhen I was a record store I didn't have the blues, \r\nI travel light and that's the life for me. \r\n\r\nHe doesn't care where else he goes, \r\nHe's not gonna take any extra clothes \r\nor extra shoes to hide his feet \r\nThe ground is dirt, the dirt is sweet \r\n\r\nWhen I go Londontown I'll stand under a rock, \r\nUntil I know all the time it takes to pack a clock, \r\nThen I'll flip it over, close the key, and swallow the lock. \r\nI travel light and that's the life for me. \r\n\r\nHe doesn't take his spoon or fork, \r\nHe's seen too many eating in New York, \r\nHe'll use his hands to pick and eat, \r\nThe fruit he finds, he'll find it sweet \r\n\r\nWhen I was a waitress, I gave away my tips \r\nWhen I was a call-girl, I gave away my hips \r\nWhen I ran the kissing booth, I gave away my lips, \r\nI travel light and that's the life for me \r\n\r\nShe lives a life like abandoned wind \r\nElemental wife, fortune is her friend, \r\nI smile on a planet and a river made of light, \r\nshe's just a pebble on a waterfall tonight \r\n\r\nWhen i go to Boston I stand around in jeans \r\nAnd save the cash for Levi’s by selling black-market baked beans \r\nDenim's what I like to wear it has durable seams \r\nI travel light and that's the life for me \r\n\r\nShe just a genius without a thinking cap \r\nShe never pays the rent, she's funny like that \r\nI don't know what she's on, she's here and gone \r\nRides a welcome mat on a jungle cat \r\n\r\nFur's and silver chairs and shiny things are just a fuss \r\nWe'll eat all peanuts that we steal from the circus \r\nWe'll count the all stars and go to sleep under the bus \r\nWe'll travel light and that's the life for us \r\n\r\nWe'll travel light and that's the life for us\r\nWe'll travel light and that's the life for us","plain_text":"Travel Light w/ Laura Marling\n\nA cover of the song by Jeffrey Lewis and Diane Cluck\n\nSame chords repeated all the way through.\n\nF G C Am\n\nWhen I was an astronaut I didn't take my boots, \nWhen I was a coal miner I didn't know the news, \nWhen I was a record store I didn't have the blues, \nI travel light and that's the life for me. \n\nHe doesn't care where else he goes, \nHe's not gonna take any extra clothes \nor extra shoes to hide his feet \nThe ground is dirt, the dirt is sweet \n\nWhen I go Londontown I'll stand under a rock, \nUntil I know all the time it takes to pack a clock, \nThen I'll flip it over, close the key, and swallow the lock. \nI travel light and that's the life for me. \n\nHe doesn't take his spoon or fork, \nHe's seen too many eating in New York, \nHe'll use his hands to pick and eat, \nThe fruit he finds, he'll find it sweet \n\nWhen I was a waitress, I gave away my tips \nWhen I was a call-girl, I gave away my hips \nWhen I ran the kissing booth, I gave away my lips, \nI travel light and that's the life for me \n\nShe lives a life like abandoned wind \nElemental wife, fortune is her friend, \nI smile on a planet and a river made of light, \nshe's just a pebble on a waterfall tonight \n\nWhen i go to Boston I stand around in jeans \nAnd save the cash for Levi’s by selling black-market baked beans \nDenim's what I like to wear it has durable seams \nI travel light and that's the life for me \n\nShe just a genius without a thinking cap \nShe never pays the rent, she's funny like that \nI don't know what she's on, she's here and gone \nRides a welcome mat on a jungle cat \n\nFur's and silver chairs and shiny things are just a fuss \nWe'll eat all peanuts that we steal from the circus \nWe'll count the all stars and go to sleep under the bus \nWe'll travel light and that's the life for us \n\nWe'll travel light and that's the life for us\nWe'll travel light and that's the life for us","chords":["A","F","G","C","Am"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}