[ Предположительная тональность: Am ] I'm a lazy guitar player so I wrote the whole song out for ya. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Standard tuning - EADGBe INTRO |---|-------------------| |---|-------------------| |---|-------------------| |---|-------------------| |---|-------0---0-------| |-0-|-2h3h4-------3-2-0-| VERSE Simply Am, E repeated These 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 AmMaj7 Am7 G Gm Bb F7M Am (The parts that don't have the chords, is to be played like the chorus) 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. Am E I began to warm and chill Am E To objects and their fields, Am E A ragged cup, a twisted mop Am E The face of Jesus in my soup Am E Those sinister dinner deals Am E The meal trolley's wicked wheels Am E A hooked bone rising from my food Am E All things either good or ungood. Am And the mercy seat is waiting AmMaj7 And I think my head is burning Am7 And in a way I'm yearning G Gm To be done with all this weighing of the truth. An eye for an eye Bb And a tooth for a tooth F7M And anyway I told the truth Am And I'm not afraid to die. Am / E / Am / E Am I hear stories from the chamber AmMaj7 Christ was born into a manger Am7 And like some ragged stranger G Gm He died upon the cross. Might I say, Bb it seems so fitting in its way F7M He was a carpenter by trade Am Or at least that's what I'm told Am / E / Am / E Am E My kill-hand's tatooed E.V.I.L. Am E across it's brother's fist Am E That filthy five! Am E They did nothing to challenge or resist. Am AmMaj7 In Heaven His throne is made of gold Am7 The ark of his Testament is stowed A throne from which I'm told G All history does unfold. Gm It's made of wood and wire Bb And my body is on fire F7M Am And God is never far away. Am AmMaj7 Into the mercy seat I climb Am7 My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries G To enter the bright eye Gm I go shuffling out of life Bb Just to hide in death awhile F7M Am And anyway I never lied. Am And the mercy seat is waiting AmMaj7 And I think my head is burning Am7 And in a way I'm yearning G Gm To be done with all this weighing of the truth. An eye for an eye Bb And a tooth for a tooth F7M And anyway I told the truth Am And I'm not afraid to die. Am And the mercy seat is burning AmMaj7 And I think my head is glowing Am7 And in a way I'm hoping G Gm To be done with all this twisting of the truth. An eye for an eye Bb And a tooth for a tooth F7M And anyway there was no proof Am And I'm not afraid to die. Am And the mercy seat is glowing AmMaj7 And I think my head is smoking Am7 And in a way I'm hoping G Gm To be done with all these looks of disbelief. A life for a life Bb And a truth for a truth F7M And I've got nothing left to lose Am And I'm not afraid to die. Am And the mercy seat is smoking AmMaj7 And I think my head is melting Am7 And in a way that's helping G Gm To be done with all this twisting of the truth An eye for an eye Bb And a tooth for a tooth F7M And anyway I told the truth Am But I'm afraid I told a lie.
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