No News Lyrics

by Lonestar

Lonestar No News Lyrics

LONESTAR -- NO NEWS
>From the CD: Lonestar (BMG). I learned it by taping the video so I don't
have writer/publisher/copyright info and I missed the intro. Transcribed by
Darragh Egan with help from John Encinio
Key of Bb - Capo 1st fret and play in key of A.
She said "It's just a woman thing" and pulled out of the drive.
I said not to worry, I'm an understandin' guy.
I've heard that when you love someone, you've gotta let em go.
She hollered: "When I find myself you'll be the first to know."
Ooo-ooo- hoo-oo, No news!
I've learned to do the laundry, feed the cat, and clean the house.
I promised to be patient while she worked her problems out.
When she packed her bags, her desti-nation wasn't clear;
But I sensed that her intentions were honest and sincere.
Ooo-ooo- hoo-oo, No news!
She could telephone, tell a friend,
Tell a lie about where she's been.
Send a pigeon, send a fax; Write it on a post-it pad.
Send a signal up in smoke, tap it out in Morse Code.
I prefer a bad excuse, to no news!
Her mama's been a little vague as to her whereabouts.
Her sister says "I'm certain your romance has headed south."
I don't have a single doubt that she's still in love;
My level of anxiety is just a product of...
Ooo-ooo- hoo-oo, No news!
She could telephone, tell a friend,
Tell a lie about where she's been.
Send a pigeon, send a fax; Write it on a post-it pad.
Send a signal up in smoke, tap it out in Morse Code.
I prefer a bad excuse...
She missed her bus, missed her plane;
Surely this can be explained.
Lost her car at the mall; got locked in a bathroom stall.
Playing guitar with The Band; on the road with Pearl Jam.
Buried with The Grateful Dead; came back as a Parrot Head.
Got derailed, got de-iced; offered as a sacri-fice.
FBI, CIA; If they've seen her they ain't
saying.
No newwwws!
Still no news!
Oh-oh! (fade out)
I originally submitted this in 1996 when I was still a fairly novice guitar
player. Thanks to John Encinio for pointing out some errors in the original
transcription. There is a version of the song where they sing: "Joined a
cult, joined the klan" instead of "Playing guitar with The Band", but I
"post-it pad" should be "post dispatch" which makes sense lyrically, but I
went with what I hear.
The verses are a variation on a basic twelve bar blues chord progression.
The rhythm guitar plays even double strumming through almost every measure,
with a slight emphasis on the first and third beats. I get the D/F# by
hooking my thumb over the top of the neck onto the sixth string/second fret
while my fingers hold a standard D chord formation. The D/F# can be played
as just a normal D chord and it sounds fine, but I like to follow the bass
line movement as I'm playing the chords. I'm working on a tab transcription
that will give greater detail on that.
Any questions, comments, or further corrections can be sent to me.
- Darragh Egan

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