Canola Fields

2x0233  Dsus4/F#
022033  Em7

These chords are derived from 
listening to the released single, 
backed up by watching James
play this on his Facebook 
livestreams whenever things weren't 
clear.  Sometimes I hear the
F# in the bass of the D chords on 
the album version, sometimes it's 
just D.  He definitely puts
an F# in the bass on the Facebook 
livestreams, so that's what I've 
done here.
Either is probably fine.

Figure 1:
E|-------3------3---| 
B|-------3------3---| 
G|-------0------0---| 
D|-------2------2---| 
A|-------2------3---| 
E|-3--2--0--2-------| 

The figure above is what is actually
 played at the tail end of the first
 half of each verse, when
the chord changes quickly move 
between 
G-Dsus4/F#-Em7/Dsus4/F#-Cadd9.  The 
chords shown are what is
implied harmonically.  It sounds 
okay to play these, but it is better
 to just hold the Cadd9 shape
and use your index finger to play 
the bass note movement as shown 
above.  This happens a lot in
this song - hold and ring certain 
chords, move your index finger to 
hit the bass notes or throw
in fills, as James does.

[Intro lick]
E|-------3-3----3----------| 
B|-------3-3----3----------| 
G|-------0-0----0----------| 
D|--0h2------2-----2--0h2--| 
A|-------------------------| 
E|-------------------------| 

[Verse 1]

            Cadd9                  
I was thinking 'bout you, crossing 
    G
Southern Alberta
        Cadd9           Dsus4/F#
Canola fields on a July day
                   Cadd9        
Are about the same chartreuse as 
      G          Dsus4/F#
that sixty-nine bug
            Em7        Dsus4/F#  
You used to drive around San Jose
Cadd9


          Cadd9                   
You never knew where my old white 
G
Lincoln might take you
Cadd9                Dsus4/F#
Party on wheels with suicide doors
          Cadd9                    
Bring the kids and the dogs and 
  G       Dsus4/F#
your grandma too
   Em7        Dsus4/F#      Cadd9
We always had room for more

[Verse 2]
         Cadd9                  
Til that white-knuckle ride back 
      G
from Santa Cruz
    Cadd9                 Dsus4/F#
Second-best surfer on the central 
coast
        Cadd9                  G  
Had you wrapped up all the way 
         Dsus4/F#
back to Los Gatos
    Em7        Dsus4/F#      Cadd9
And I could've cut his throat
       Cadd9                  G
And it wasn't like we were an item 
to start with
       Dsus4/F#    Em7
It had no basis in fact
        Cadd9                   
But the whiskey could push me to 
 G
sudden extremes
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G                           Dsus4/F#
I don't want to think about that,
                      Cadd9    G
I don't want to think about that

[Chorus]

Cadd9   Em7      D
Take my hand Marie
Cadd9  G             Dsus4/F#  G
Take a death grip on some part 
   Cadd9
of me
Cadd9        G        Dsus4/F#   Em7
Keep me from drifting far out to sea
           Em7  Dsus4/F#  Cadd9
Or I'll be lost out       there

[Bridge]

Cadd9 G Dsus4/F# Em7
Cadd9 G Dsus4/F#

[Verse 3]
       Cadd9                  G
We all filtered away with the days 
getting shorter
Cadd9                    Dsus4/F#
Seeking our place in the greater 
scheme
Cadd9                  G     
Kids and careers and a vague 
Dsus4/F# Em7
sense of order
Dsus4/F#             Cadd9
Busting apart at the seams
Cadd9                              
I heard you switched coasts, moved 
G
in with your sister
Cadd9                        
I doubt you'd have called it 
Dsus4/F#
familial bliss
   Cadd9              G           
We met up in Brooklyn before it 
   Dsus4/F#
went hipster
    Em7          Dsus4/F#     Cadd9
You carried your keys in your fist
    Cadd9                 G
In a way back corner of a cross-town
 bus
        Dsus4/F#            Em7
We were hiding out under my hat
Cadd9           G
Cashing in on a thirty-year crush
G                      Dsus4/F#
You can't be young and do that
                       Cadd9   G
You can't be young and do that

[Chorus]

Cadd9   Em7      D
Take my hand Marie
Cadd9  G             Dsus4/F#  G
Take a death grip on some part 
   Cadd9
of me
Cadd9        G        Dsus4/F#   Em7
Keep me from drifting far out to sea
           Em7  Dsus4/F#  Cadd9
Or I'll be lost out       there
           Em7  Dsus4/F#  Cadd9
Or I'll be lost out       there

[Solo]

Em7 Dsus4/F# G D Cadd9 D
Em7 Dsus4/F# G D Cadd9
Em7 Dsus4/F# G D Cadd9
D              D

[Verse 4]
      Cadd9                       
I was thinking 'bout you crossing 
G
Southern Alberta
Cadd9            Dsus4/F#
Canola fields at harvest time
          Cadd9                 G 
Look like tumbleweeds all raked up
      Dsus4/F#
 into rows
Em7         Dsus4/F#     Cadd9
Brown rusty contour lines
            Cadd9                  
And there's not much moving on the 
G
romance radar
             Cadd9               
Not that I'm craving it all that 
Dsus4/F#
much
      Cadd9                    G  
But I still need to feel every 
       Dsus4/F#
once in a while
    Em7         Dsus4/F#    Cadd9
The warmth of a smile and a touch
Cadd9                 G
In a way back corner of a cross-town
 bus
        Dsus4/F#            Em7
We were hiding out under my hat
Cadd9           G
Cashing in on a thirty-year crush
G                         Dsus4/F#
You can't be young and do that
Dsus4/F#              Cadd9    G
You can't be young and do that
G                         Dsus4/F#
You can't be young and do that
Dsus4/F#              Cadd9    G
You can't be young and do that

[Chorus]

Cadd9   Em7      D
Take my hand Marie
Cadd9  G             Dsus4/F#  G
Take a death grip on some part 
   Cadd9
of me
Cadd9        G        Dsus4/F#   Em7
Keep me from drifting far out to sea
           Em7  Dsus4/F#  Cadd9
Or I'll be lost out       there
           Em7  Dsus4/F#  Cadd9
Or I'll be lost out       there
        Em7  Dsus4/F#  Cadd9
I'll be lost out       there