One of my favorite Hip songs, I didn't see any attempts at it so I thought I'd give it a try. I love Gord Downie's lyrics, full of imagery especially in this one. I played it along with the recording to figure it out. This is a simple chord/vocal tab for the song, I play it on acoustic and it sounds great. The spelling of "Vapour" is not a mistake, its Canadian. I always try to get the chord changes in the right place in my tabs. The Hip are often a little tricky with chord changes, with slight variations in a progression, usually at the end of the song (like "Nautical Disaster"), so watch for the different chords in the outro. It also adds to the song if you strum the verses softly, and a heavier accent the chorus and bridge parts. Gord's lyrics and vocals can be tricky on the timing, but if you listen to the song and read along closely, you can figure it out. Enjoy! [Intro: Strum F#/A 4x over drum part] [Verse] F# A F# A F# Titillations been replaced....by interstate brickface & Coffemate F# A F# A F# And by a list of phone calls, youâll like to make F# A F# Where you could sit on the edge of your bed F# A F# And you could stare into your own shoes F# A F# A And in the pools of light there, go wherever you choose [Chorus:] A E F# Just rig up a complication, and if it derails A E F# You can throw away the rudder, float away like Vapour Trails [Interlude: F# - A, like intro, only 2x] F# A F# A F# Thereâs nothin funnier than pride, in an utterly confident stride F# A F# A F# So I pulled the car on over, to give you a ride F# A F# A F# Damn this sleepy weather he said, as he marched in soppinâ wet shoes F# A F# A Through rainpools evaporatinâ, says in this sign Iâll conquer you [Chorus:] A E F# I pulled the car on over, to give you a ride A E F# But thereâs nothinâ uglier than a man hittinâ his stride [Interlude: F# - E] x 2 [Bridge:] D A D Past Mexicans all dressed in beige shirts, leaninâ over their hoes D A D A Now the morninâs over, itâs time to let them sprinklers hose [Interlude: F# - A, like intro, 4x] [Verse]: F# A F# Past hills of chambermaidsâ dark bare arms F# A F# And fields of muscles quilted to the bone F# A F# A F# Right now Iâm flyinâ over, Ya right now Iâm flyinâ home F# A F# Where I can sit on the end of my bed F# A F# And I can stare into my own shoes F# A F# A And in the pools of light years, go wherever I choose [Outro] A E F# And throw away the rudder, float away on Vapour Trails.... A E F# I rigged up a complication, totally derailed D A F# So I throw away the rudder, float away like Vapour Trails.... D A C#m B I pulled the car on over... (Itâs time to let them sprinklers hose) [F# - E] x 8 or so over vocal ad lib / end solo: Wooâ¦Wooooâ¦Woooo - Throw away the rudder!