Placebo - King Of Medicine Chords

 
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2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
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7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
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7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
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5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
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7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
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5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
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No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
C5 They’re pickin’ up pieces G5of me, While they’re pickin’ up pieces oF5f you. In a bag you will be, before the day is oveC5r. Were you looking for somewhere tG5o be. Or looking for someone toF5 do. Stupid me, to believe that I could trust in stupid yE5ou. And on the back of mF5y hand, WereE5, directions I could undF5erstand. E5 Now that old buzzard Johnny WF5alker, E5 Has gone and ruined all ouF5r plans. Our best-made planC5s.

Chorus

Don’t leave me heG5re, to cast through tA5ime, Without a mE5ap, or road signC5. Don’t leave me heG5re, my guiding liA5ght, ‘Cause IE5... I..F5. wouldn’t know where tE5o begin. F5 I asked the Kings of MedE5icine. C5 They’re pickin’ up pieces ofG5 me, While they’re pickin’ up pieces ofF5 you. Lying on ice you will be before the day is over.C5 C5 It’s a case in point bG5aby, That you never thought it thF5rough. Stupid me, that I could depend on stupid you.E5 And on the tip of myF5 tongue, WereE5, words that always came F5out all wrong. E5 ‘Cause they were drowned in SoutheF5rn Comfort,E5 Left to dry-out in the SF5un, The noon-day SC5un.

Chorus x2

Don’t leave me heG5re, to cast through tA5ime, Without a mE5ap, or road signC5. Don’t leave me heG5re, my guiding liA5ght, ‘Cause IE5... I..F5. wouldn’t know where tE5o begin. F5 I asked the Kings of MedE5icine. F5 But it seems that they’ve lost tE5heir powers. F5 Now all I’m left with is tE5he hour. C5 Don’t leave me G5here, A5 E5 C5 Don’t leave meG5 here, oh noA5-oh, E5 E5I wouldn’t know where to begin.