Chord Gitar Alela Diane - The Rifle Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G)

Intro & verse)
   F     F/E Dm7 Dm7
e|-----------------|
B|---1---1---1---1-|
G|-0---0---0---0---|
D|--2---0---2---2--|
A|3---2---0---0----|
E|-----------------|
 
[Intro]
F     F/E Dm7 Dm7     (x2)
 
[Verse]
            F                 F/E          Dm7       Dm7
I've been knockin' on that door in my sleep
        F       F/E          Dm7       Dm7
Fighting the fireplace glow
       F            F/E          Dm7       Dm7
Knockin' on that door in my sleep
        F       F/E          Dm7       Dm7
Fighting the fireplace glow
 Dm7       Dm7
To keep me away
 
    Dm7 Dm7    C      C      C      C
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---------------|
 
 Dm7       Dm7           C       C       C      C
To keep me away from home
 
(Picking chorus)
        F        Am       F        Am
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]
    F             Am                 F                   Am
Papa, get the rifle from its place above the French doors!
         F              Am
They're comin' from the woods!
            F              Am
Oh! They're comin' from the woods!
      F              Am
And mama you're running too
      F              Am
Oh! My mama, you're running too
   F              Am
Mama you're running too
       F              Am
Oh! My mama, you're running too
    F             Am                 F                   Am
Brother, I'm so sorry that you watched the paintings burn
 
[Verse]
           F         F/E        Dm7       Dm7
I've been holding onto the gold
              F           F/E      Dm7       Dm7
When letting go would free my hand
               F          F/E            Dm7       Dm7
And I've been tying your tongue in a knot
               F          F/E            Dm7       Dm7
Oh! I've been tying your tongue in a knot
     Dm7       Dm7
To wrap this death
     Dm7       Dm7           C       C       C      C
To wrap this death in a sheet
 
[Chorus]
    F             Am                 F                   Am
Papa, get the rifle from its place above the French doors!
         F              Am
They're comin' from the woods!
            F              Am
Oh! They're comin' from the woods!
      F              Am
And mama you're running too
      F              Am
Oh! My mama, you're running too
   F              Am
Mama you're running too
       F              Am
Oh! My mama, you're running too
    F             Am                 F                   Am
Brother, I'm so sorry that you watched the paintings burn
 
[Verse]
       F       F/E        Dm7       Dm7             F       F/E        Dm7       Dm7
And I can't hide the dirty paths down that carpet anymore
         F       F/E        Dm7       Dm7              F       F/E       Dm7       Dm7
No, no, I can't hide the dirty paths down that carpet anymore
             F     F/E        Dm7       Dm7
There were too many heavy boots
             F     F/E        Dm7       Dm7
There were too many heavy boots
             F     F/E        Dm7       Dm7
There were too many heavy boots
             F     F/E        Dm7       Dm7
There were too many big black boots
             F     F/E        Dm7       Dm7
And there were too many little brown shoes
     Dm7       Dm7           C       C       C      C
Marching through
 
[Outro]
         F        F/E         Dm7       Dm7
So I'm counting it to the sky
         F        F/E         Dm7       Dm7
Oh! I'm counting it to the sky
         F        F/E         Dm7       Dm7
I'm counting it to the sky
         F        F/E         Dm7       Dm7
Oh! I'm counting it to the sky
   Dm7       Dm7     Dm7       Dm7
Moving back, oh I'm
     Dm7       Dm7                   C (strum)
Moving back to face the lack of home