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E guitar tuningNo capoI'm a lazy guitar player so I wrote the whole song out for ya. |---|-------------------| |---|-------------------| |---|-------------------| |---|-------------------| |---|-------0---0-------| |-0-|-2h3h4-------3-2-0-|Verse
Simply Am, E repeatedThese are put before some of the chord changes, the song sounds fine without them. |---------------| |---------------| |---------------| |---------------| |-----0---------| |-3-4-----3-2-0-|Chorus
Chords |-0----0----0----3----3----1----0----0----| |-1----1----1----0----3----3----1----1----| |-2----1----0----0----3----3----2----2----| |-2----2----2----0----5----3----3----2----| |-0----0----0----2----5----1----0----0----| |-0----0----0----3----3----1---------0----|Am Am Am7 G Gm B♭ Fmaj7 Am
It ALL began when they come took me from my home And put me on Death Row, a crime for which I am totally innocent, you know. I Ambegan to warm and chiEll ToAm objects and their fieElds, A Amragged cup, a twisted Emop ThAme face of Jesus in my sEoup ThAmose sinister dinner deaEls ThAme meal trolley's wicked whEeels A Amhooked bone rising from my fEood AlAml things either good or ungoEod. AmAnd the mercy seat is waiting AmAnd I think my head is burning Am7And in a way I'm yearning To be dGone with all this weighing of the trGmuth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tB♭ooth And anyway I told the Fmaj7truth And I'm not afraid to dAmie.Am E Am E
AmI hear stories from the chamber AmChrist was born into a manger Am7And like some ragged stranger He diGed upon the cross. Might I sGmay, it seems so fitting in its B♭way He was a carpenter by Fmaj7trade Or at least that's what I'm toAmldAm E Am E
AmMy kill-hand's tatooed E.V.EI.L. Amacross it's brother's fiEst AmThat filthy fiveE! AmThey did nothing to challenge or resEist. AmIn Heaven His throne is made of Amgold The ark of his Testament is stowAm7ed A throne from which I'm told All hGistory does unfold. GmIt's made of wood and wire And my B♭body is on fire Fmaj7And God is never far aAmway. AmInto the mercy seat I clAmimb My head is shaved, my head is wAm7ired And like a moth that tries To Genter the bright eye I go Gmshuffling out of life Just to B♭hide in death awhile Fmaj7And anyway I never Amlied. AmAnd the mercy seat is waiting AmAnd I think my head is burning Am7And in a way I'm yearning To be Gdone with all this weighing of the trGmuth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a B♭tooth And anyway I told the tFmaj7ruth And I'm not afraid to dAmie. AmAnd the mercy seat is burning AmAnd I think my head is glowing Am7And in a way I'm hoping To be Gdone with all this twisting of the trGmuth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a B♭tooth And anyway there was no Fmaj7proof And I'm not afraid to dAmie. AmAnd the mercy seat is glowing AmAnd I think my head is smoking Am7And in a way I'm hoping To be Gdone with all these looks of disbeGmlief. A life for a life And a truth for a B♭truth And I've got nothing left to Fmaj7lose And I'm not afraid to dAmie. AmAnd the mercy seat is smoking AmAnd I think my head is melting Am7And in a way that's helping To be Gdone with all this twisting of the tGmruth An eye for an eye And a tooth for a B♭tooth And anyway I told the Fmaj7truth But I'm afraid I told a lAmie.
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