Chords for 1952 Vincent Black Lightning

Tempo:
113.85 bpm
Chords used:

E

A

B

F#m

F#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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1952 Vincent Black Lightning chords
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I'm Molly.
I'm Abby.
And we're Red Molly.
And this is the Briarcliff Sessions.
[E]
Red Molly to James, that's a fine moment [A] like.
A girl could feel special [E] on a such light.
It's a James tune in my head, my hat's off [A] to you.
It's a Vincent Black Lightning 19 [E] to do.
And [B] I've seen you at the corners [A] in cafes [E] and seats.
[B] Red hair and black leather, [A] my [E] favorite color of skin.
[F#] And he'd pull me [A] high and down to boxes.
[E] Lady, lady.
Said James to Red Molly, here's a [A] ring for your right hand.
I'll tell you in earnest I'm a [E] dangerous man.
I've fought with the law since I was [A] 17.
I robbed any man to get my [E] Vincent machine.
[B] Now I'm 21 years, [A] I might [E] make 22.
[B] I don't mind dying [A] but for [E] the love of you.
[F#m] And if fate should [A] break my stride, I'll give you my Vincent.
[E]
[A]
[E]
[A]
[E] [B] [E]
[B] [A] [E] [B]
[A] [E]
[F#m] [A]
[E]
Come on down, come down, Red Molly called Sergeant [A] McWay.
They're taking young James Ailey for a [E] ride.
Shotgun blast to his chest, left nothing [A] inside.
Well, come down, Red Molly, to his dying [E] breath.
[B] She came to the [A] hospital, there wasn't [E] much left.
[B] He was running out of road, [A] he was running [E] out of breath.
[F#m] But he smiled to [A] see her cry.
He said, I'll give you my Vincent.
[E]
Said James, in my opinion, there's [A] nothing in this world,
beats a 52 Vincent than Red.
[E]
Now, Lord, and zillions in [A] griefs won't do.
They don't have a soul like a Vincent [E] 52.
[B] If you reach for her [A] hands, lift her to [E] keep.
[B] He said, I got no [A] further [E] use for these.
[B] I see angels on [A] aerials in leather [B] and chrome,
swooping down from [A] heaven to [E] carry me home.
[A] [E] [A]
[B] And he gave her one last [A] kiss at night.
They gave her his Vincent [E] to ride.
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E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
F#m
123111112
F#
134211112
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
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_ _ _ _ I'm Molly.
I'm Abby.
And we're Red Molly.
And this is the Briarcliff Sessions. _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Red Molly to James, that's a fine moment [A] like. _ _
A girl could feel special [E] on a such light.
It's a James tune in my head, my hat's off [A] to you.
_ It's a Vincent Black Lightning 19 [E] to do.
_ And [B] I've seen you at the corners [A] in cafes [E] and seats.
[B] Red hair and black leather, [A] my [E] favorite color of skin. _
[F#] And he'd pull me [A] _ high _ _ _ _ and down to boxes.
_ _ _ [E] Lady, lady. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Said James to Red Molly, _ here's a [A] ring for your right hand.
I'll tell you in earnest I'm a [E] dangerous man.
I've fought with the law since I was [A] 17. _
_ I robbed any man to get my [E] Vincent machine.
_ [B] Now I'm 21 years, [A] I might [E] make 22.
[B] I don't mind dying [A] but for [E] the love of you.
_ [F#m] And if fate should [A] break my _ stride, _ _ I'll give you my Vincent. _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [E] _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Come on down, come down, Red Molly called Sergeant [A] _ McWay.
They're taking young James Ailey for a [E] ride. _ _
_ Shotgun _ blast to his chest, left nothing [A] inside.
_ Well, come down, Red Molly, to his dying [E] breath.
_ _ [B] She came to the [A] hospital, there wasn't [E] much left.
[B] He was running out of road, [A] he was running [E] out of breath. _
[F#m] But he smiled to [A] see her cry.
_ _ _ He said, I'll give you my Vincent.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Said James, in my opinion, there's [A] nothing in this world,
beats a 52 Vincent than Red.
[E] _ _ _
Now, Lord, and zillions in [A] griefs won't do.
They don't have a soul like a Vincent [E] 52.
_ [B] If you reach for her [A] hands, lift her to [E] keep.
[B] He said, I got no [A] further [E] use for these.
[B] I see angels on [A] aerials in leather [B] and chrome,
swooping down from [A] heaven to [E] carry me home. _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [B] And he gave her one last [A] kiss at night.
_ They _ _ gave her his Vincent _ _ [E] to _ ride. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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