Biography:
Originally from Truro, Cornwall, Matt Woods moved to London 3 years ago to pursue his passion for music. Having been classically trained as a chorister from a young age, Matt developed a love for vocal harmony that is clear in his tracks. He joined forces with Sticky (the management company and studio where Ed Sheeran, Paloma Faith and Christina Perri have all recorded albums) and has spent the last year or so honing his craft, combining soulful vocals with minimal, electronic production.
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Deadman’s Blues
Matt Woods
G D/F#
Don’t bother calling up my telephone
Em C
We both know how this night ends
G D/F#
Just shut the light and put a record on
Em C D
It won’t be long til I make dark your trap house door again
C D/F#
Strolling with those rings around my eyes
G D/F# Em
How I do declare, darling, you’re a sight
C D/F#
Shake off just a little of the cold
G D/F# Em C D
You know I never meant to grow so old
G
I’m a first place loser, last place friend,
D/F#
Roadhouse preacher til stage lights dim
Em
Turn me out to the dark again
C D
Don’t worry if I don’t call
G
All these part time lovers and full time fools
D/F#
Got me singing the deadman’s blues
Em
Fumbling round without a thing to lose
C D
Like I don’t want it all
C D
Hey I don’t want it all
G D/F# Em C D x2
C D/F#
There ain’t no sense in feeling like I do
G D/F# Em
When all I want’s at odds with wanting you
C D/F#
Girl I never meant to go so far
G D/F# Em
Make a debt from your tears and broken hearts
C D
It’s the perfect tool to tear myself apart
I’m a first place loser, last place friend,
Roadhouse preacher til stage lights dim
Turn me out to the dark again
Don’t worry if I don’t call
All these part time lovers
And full time fools
Got me singing the deadman’s blues
Fumbling round without a thing to lose
Like I don’t want it all
Hell I don’t want it all
x2
Don’t bother calling up my telephone
We both know how this night ends
*Here's the D/F# (I'm sure that's not the correct name.)
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Matt plays the song in straight G with no capo. I've been playing it in D#(same
chords capoed on the 4th). That's the only way I can get close to singing all the notes he does.
Matt Woods
G D/F#
Don’t bother calling up my telephone
Em C
We both know how this night ends
G D/F#
Just shut the light and put a record on
Em C D
It won’t be long til I make dark your trap house door again
C D/F#
Strolling with those rings around my eyes
G D/F# Em
How I do declare, darling, you’re a sight
C D/F#
Shake off just a little of the cold
G D/F# Em C D
You know I never meant to grow so old
G
I’m a first place loser, last place friend,
D/F#
Roadhouse preacher til stage lights dim
Em
Turn me out to the dark again
C D
Don’t worry if I don’t call
G
All these part time lovers and full time fools
D/F#
Got me singing the deadman’s blues
Em
Fumbling round without a thing to lose
C D
Like I don’t want it all
C D
Hey I don’t want it all
G D/F# Em C D x2
C D/F#
There ain’t no sense in feeling like I do
G D/F# Em
When all I want’s at odds with wanting you
C D/F#
Girl I never meant to go so far
G D/F# Em
Make a debt from your tears and broken hearts
C D
It’s the perfect tool to tear myself apart
I’m a first place loser, last place friend,
Roadhouse preacher til stage lights dim
Turn me out to the dark again
Don’t worry if I don’t call
All these part time lovers
And full time fools
Got me singing the deadman’s blues
Fumbling round without a thing to lose
Like I don’t want it all
Hell I don’t want it all
x2
Don’t bother calling up my telephone
We both know how this night ends
*Here's the D/F# (I'm sure that's not the correct name.)
----0-----
----3-----
----2-----
----0-----
----0-----
----2-----
Matt plays the song in straight G with no capo. I've been playing it in D#(same
chords capoed on the 4th). That's the only way I can get close to singing all the notes he does.
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