Chord Gitar Alela Diane - The Rifle Kunci Dasar - Chords.id

Intro & verse)
   C     C/B Am7 Am7
e|-----------------|
B|---1---1---1---1-|
G|-0---0---0---0---|
D|--2---0---2---2--|
A|3---2---0---0----|
E|-----------------|
 
[Intro]
C     C/B Am7 Am7     (x2)
 
[Verse]
            C                 C/B          Am7       Am7
I've been knockin' on that door in my sleep
        C       C/B          Am7       Am7
Fighting the fireplace glow
       C            C/B          Am7       Am7
Knockin' on that door in my sleep
        C       C/B          Am7       Am7
Fighting the fireplace glow
 Am7       Am7
To keep me away
 
    Am7 Am7    G      G      G      G
e|-----------------------------------------|
B|---1---1----0----0----0----0-------------|
G|-0---0------0----0----0----0-------------|
D|--2---2-----0----0----0----0-------------|
A|0---0------------------------------------|
E|----------3----3----3----3---------------|
 
 Am7       Am7           G       G       G      G
To keep me away from home
 
(Picking chorus)
        C        Em       C        Em
e|-----------------------------------------|
B|------1------0------1------0-------------|
G|------0------0------0------0-------------|
D|---0--2---0--2---0--2---0--2-------------|
A|-2---3--3---2--2---3--3---2--------------|
E|-----------------------------------------|
 
[Chorus]
    C             Em                 C                   Em
Papa, get the rifle from its place above the French doors!
         C              Em
They're comin' from the woods!
            C              Em
Oh! They're comin' from the woods!
      C              Em
And mama you're running too
      C              Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
   C              Em
Mama you're running too
       C              Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
    C             Em                 C                   Em
Brother, I'm so sorry that you watched the paintings burn
 
[Verse]
           C         C/B        Am7       Am7
I've been holding onto the gold
              C           C/B      Am7       Am7
When letting go would free my hand
               C          C/B            Am7       Am7
And I've been tying your tongue in a knot
               C          C/B            Am7       Am7
Oh! I've been tying your tongue in a knot
     Am7       Am7
To wrap this death
     Am7       Am7           G       G       G      G
To wrap this death in a sheet
 
[Chorus]
    C             Em                 C                   Em
Papa, get the rifle from its place above the French doors!
         C              Em
They're comin' from the woods!
            C              Em
Oh! They're comin' from the woods!
      C              Em
And mama you're running too
      C              Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
   C              Em
Mama you're running too
       C              Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
    C             Em                 C                   Em
Brother, I'm so sorry that you watched the paintings burn
 
[Verse]
       C       C/B        Am7       Am7             C       C/B        Am7       Am7
And I can't hide the dirty paths down that carpet anymore
         C       C/B        Am7       Am7              C       C/B       Am7       Am7
No, no, I can't hide the dirty paths down that carpet anymore
             C     C/B        Am7       Am7
There were too many heavy boots
             C     C/B        Am7       Am7
There were too many heavy boots
             C     C/B        Am7       Am7
There were too many heavy boots
             C     C/B        Am7       Am7
There were too many big black boots
             C     C/B        Am7       Am7
And there were too many little brown shoes
     Am7       Am7           G       G       G      G
Marching through
 
[Outro]
         C        C/B         Am7       Am7
So I'm counting it to the sky
         C        C/B         Am7       Am7
Oh! I'm counting it to the sky
         C        C/B         Am7       Am7
I'm counting it to the sky
         C        C/B         Am7       Am7
Oh! I'm counting it to the sky
   Am7       Am7     Am7       Am7
Moving back, oh I'm
     Am7       Am7                   G (strum)
Moving back to face the lack of home