Eric Bachmann - Man O War Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
2
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
2
1
3
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

Bm/A

         
         
         
         
         
X
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

D

DFloating in the cold watAer the Gghosts of sorrow haunt the deeDp DReaching down to drag thAe ruinsG and roam the lone deserted stDreets DOf an old abandoned Atemple Gburied in the narrow straiDt DOff the coast of TAarifa, SpaGin G DGypsies scatter through the desAert acrGoss the Atlas Mountain RaDnge DHoaring remnants from the DeAvil froGm the Empires iron reigDn DWhile cluttered down the mouths of rAivers wGidowed lovers bathe and clDean DSilken scarves embroideredA for their brand new QGueen AAnd every time she rises up the ocean sDinks AHer memory drags a drape of a thousand aDngry stings GAnd like the moAon doesn't mDind iGf the sun dAoesn't shinDe GThe sea doesn't cDare if you'rAe lonesome tonigGht GLike the lovDe that she giveAs condescendingly tGries GIn its way to comfortA you GSet adrift into her swarm-man Do war A GCaught up in her dangling sting-off the Dshore A GOf a foreign brown sand beach as blue aBm/As bottles Acover yoGu Many messengers and rebels have come and gone without a trace And many more will come tomorrow and many more will be erased Cause out beyond the docks of Rota upon the bottom of the sea Along the miles of copper cable from the Gulf of Cadiz They tap the lines to hear the sounds that start the songs the rebels sing And drag a net to seine the bottom for the purse the bastards bring And like a lion don't mind if a lamb takes her time A beast doesn't care if you surrender tonight Cause a beast knows she'll get what she wants in good time

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