Ain't No Rest For The Wicked Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Verse

slide to 12 fret after each chord-bar lightly and strum

G A♯ C A♯ F

Chorus

G A♯ C F

Verse 1

i was walGking down the street when out the A♯corner of my eye, i saw a pCretty

little thing approA♯achingF me.

(slide) G A♯

she said i never seen a man, who looks so all alone, could you use a little

coA♯mpanyF?

(sliGde) A♯

if you pay the right price, your evening will be nice, you can go and send

me on mA♯y way, F

i said yGour such a sweet young thing, wA♯hy'd you do this to yourself?

she lookCed at me and this is what sheA♯ said. F

Chorus

G A♯ C F G

therA♯e ainCt Fno reGst for the wicked, money dont grow on trees, i got bills to

A♯ C F G

pay iA♯ got Ca mFouth to feed, there aint nothing in this world for free.

G A♯ C F

i cA♯ant sClowF down, i cant hold back although you know i wish i could, no

G A♯ C F G

theA♯re aint nCo rest fFor tGhe wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

Same chords for the rest of the verses and chorus

Verse 2

not even 15 minutes later, after walking down the street, when i saw the shadow of a man

out out of sight, then he crept up from behind, put a gun up to my head, he made it

he wasnt looking for a fight, he said give me all you've got, i want your money not your

if you try to make a move i wont think twice, i told him you can have my cash, but you

ive got to ask, what made you want to live this kind of life?

Chorus

he said there aint no rest for the wicked, money dont grow on trees, i got bills to pay

got a mouth to feed aint nothing in this world for free.

i cant slow down, i cant hold back althought you know i wish i could no there aint no

for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

Verse 3

now a couple hours past, and i was sitting in my house, the day was winding down and

to an end, so i turned on the tv, and flipped it over to the news, and what i saw i almost

comprehend, i saw a she taking money from the church he stuffed his bank account with

dollar bills but even still i cant say much cause i know her all the same, oh yes

all seek out to satisfy those thrills.

Chorus

you know there aint no rest for the wicked, money dont grow on trees, we got bills to

we got mouths to feed aint nothing in this world for free.

we cant slow down, we cant hold back althought you know we wish we could no there aint

rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.