Chords for Cold Dead Hand
Tempo:
93.65 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
F#m
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m]
Some [A] folks ride like the wind With [D] the whispering [A] pines to guide them
[D] And the burning [A] light inside them [E] Keeps them warm in the snow
[A] Others fear the sounds they hear [D] Make banditos out [A] of molehills
[D] Fill their hearts with [A] orgy pine quills They're dead [E] and buried long before they go
[F#m] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D] The angels wouldn't [A] take him up to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun [Bm] from his cold [F#m] dead hand
It [E] takes a cold dead hand [D] to decide to [A] pull the trigger
Takes [E] a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your dick [A] is bigger
[E] But we know your [Bm] chariot may not be [F#] swinging low
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
[E] You're a big, big man with a little bit of [F#m] gland So you [E] need something bigger to fulfill
your [F#m] cold dead hand
[A] Imagine if the lord were here [D] And he knew what [A] you've been thinking
Would [D] his sacred heart [A] be sinking into [E] the canyon of dismay?
[A] And on the ones who sell the guns He'd [D] sick the vultures [A] and coyotes
[D] Only the devil's [A] true devotees Could [E] profiteer from pain and fear
[F#] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D]
The angels wouldn't take him up [A] to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun from his cold [F#m] dead hand
It [E] takes a cold dead [D] hand to decide to [A] pull the trigger
[E] Takes a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your [A] junk is bigger
But [E] we know your chariot [G#] may not [F#] be swinging low
Oh no
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead [F#m] hand
You're a big, big man with a little bit of gland So you need something bigger with a hairpin trigger
You don't want to get caught with your trousers down When the [F#] psycho killer comes around
So you make your home like a thunderdome And you're always packing [E] everywhere you [F#] roam
Let the psycho's win [G#] no matter what you do Cause they're gonna buy way more guns than you
[D] [C#] And while you're stumbling out of bed They put five rounds in the back of your head
Or you get depressed cause the money went south And you put your old shotgun in your mouth
And your kids walk in and they find you there Like a headless huff in your underwear
And they move the gun and it kills them too And your wife just doesn't know what to do
So she takes a hand grenade from her shoe And she pulls [D#] the pin
And it's [Cm] on [C#m] you
And [Gm] [D#] your [F#m] cold dead hand
[D] [G#]
Some [A] folks ride like the wind With [D] the whispering [A] pines to guide them
[D] And the burning [A] light inside them [E] Keeps them warm in the snow
[A] Others fear the sounds they hear [D] Make banditos out [A] of molehills
[D] Fill their hearts with [A] orgy pine quills They're dead [E] and buried long before they go
[F#m] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D] The angels wouldn't [A] take him up to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun [Bm] from his cold [F#m] dead hand
It [E] takes a cold dead hand [D] to decide to [A] pull the trigger
Takes [E] a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your dick [A] is bigger
[E] But we know your [Bm] chariot may not be [F#] swinging low
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
[E] You're a big, big man with a little bit of [F#m] gland So you [E] need something bigger to fulfill
your [F#m] cold dead hand
[A] Imagine if the lord were here [D] And he knew what [A] you've been thinking
Would [D] his sacred heart [A] be sinking into [E] the canyon of dismay?
[A] And on the ones who sell the guns He'd [D] sick the vultures [A] and coyotes
[D] Only the devil's [A] true devotees Could [E] profiteer from pain and fear
[F#] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D]
The angels wouldn't take him up [A] to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun from his cold [F#m] dead hand
It [E] takes a cold dead [D] hand to decide to [A] pull the trigger
[E] Takes a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your [A] junk is bigger
But [E] we know your chariot [G#] may not [F#] be swinging low
Oh no
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead [F#m] hand
You're a big, big man with a little bit of gland So you need something bigger with a hairpin trigger
You don't want to get caught with your trousers down When the [F#] psycho killer comes around
So you make your home like a thunderdome And you're always packing [E] everywhere you [F#] roam
Let the psycho's win [G#] no matter what you do Cause they're gonna buy way more guns than you
[D] [C#] And while you're stumbling out of bed They put five rounds in the back of your head
Or you get depressed cause the money went south And you put your old shotgun in your mouth
And your kids walk in and they find you there Like a headless huff in your underwear
And they move the gun and it kills them too And your wife just doesn't know what to do
So she takes a hand grenade from her shoe And she pulls [D#] the pin
And it's [Cm] on [C#m] you
And [Gm] [D#] your [F#m] cold dead hand
[D] [G#]
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
Some _ _ _ [A] folks ride like the wind With [D] the whispering [A] pines to guide them
[D] And the burning [A] light inside them [E] Keeps them warm in the snow
[A] Others fear the sounds they hear [D] Make banditos out [A] of molehills
[D] Fill their hearts with [A] orgy pine quills They're dead [E] and buried long before they go
_ [F#m] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D] The angels wouldn't [A] take him up to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun [Bm] from his cold [F#m] dead hand
_ _ It [E] takes a cold dead hand [D] to decide to [A] pull the trigger
Takes [E] a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your dick [A] is bigger
[E] But we know your [Bm] chariot may not be [F#] swinging low
_ _ _ _ [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
[E] You're a big, big man with a little bit of [F#m] gland So you [E] need something bigger to fulfill
your [F#m] cold dead hand _
_ _ [A] Imagine if the lord were here [D] And he knew what [A] you've been thinking
Would [D] his sacred heart [A] be sinking into [E] the canyon of dismay?
[A] And on the ones who sell the guns He'd [D] sick the vultures [A] and coyotes
[D] Only the devil's [A] true devotees Could [E] profiteer from pain and fear
_ [F#] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D]
The angels wouldn't take him up [A] to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun from his cold [F#m] dead hand _ _ _
It [E] takes a cold dead [D] hand to decide to [A] pull the trigger
[E] Takes a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your [A] junk is bigger
But [E] we know your chariot [G#] may not [F#] be swinging low _
Oh no
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
_ [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead _ [F#m] hand
You're a big, big man with a little bit of gland So you need something bigger with a hairpin trigger
You don't want to get caught with your trousers down When the [F#] psycho killer comes around
So you make your home like a thunderdome And you're always packing [E] everywhere you [F#] roam
Let the psycho's win [G#] no matter what you do Cause they're gonna buy way more guns than you
[D] _ [C#] And while you're stumbling out of bed They put five rounds in the back of your head
Or you get depressed cause the money went south And you put your old shotgun in your mouth
And your kids walk in and they find you there Like a headless huff in your underwear
And they move the gun and it kills them too And your wife just doesn't know what to do
So she takes a hand grenade from her shoe And she pulls [D#] the pin
_ _ And it's _ _ [Cm] on _ _ [C#m] you _ _ _
_ _ And _ [Gm] [D#] your [F#m] cold dead hand
_ [D] _ _ _ [G#] _
Some _ _ _ [A] folks ride like the wind With [D] the whispering [A] pines to guide them
[D] And the burning [A] light inside them [E] Keeps them warm in the snow
[A] Others fear the sounds they hear [D] Make banditos out [A] of molehills
[D] Fill their hearts with [A] orgy pine quills They're dead [E] and buried long before they go
_ [F#m] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D] The angels wouldn't [A] take him up to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun [Bm] from his cold [F#m] dead hand
_ _ It [E] takes a cold dead hand [D] to decide to [A] pull the trigger
Takes [E] a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your dick [A] is bigger
[E] But we know your [Bm] chariot may not be [F#] swinging low
_ _ _ _ [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
[E] You're a big, big man with a little bit of [F#m] gland So you [E] need something bigger to fulfill
your [F#m] cold dead hand _
_ _ [A] Imagine if the lord were here [D] And he knew what [A] you've been thinking
Would [D] his sacred heart [A] be sinking into [E] the canyon of dismay?
[A] And on the ones who sell the guns He'd [D] sick the vultures [A] and coyotes
[D] Only the devil's [A] true devotees Could [E] profiteer from pain and fear
_ [F#] Charlton Heston movies [A] are no longer in demand [F#m] And his immortal soul may [A] lay forever in the sand
[D]
The angels wouldn't take him up [A] to heaven like he planned
[E] Cause they couldn't pry that gun from his cold [F#m] dead hand _ _ _
It [E] takes a cold dead [D] hand to decide to [A] pull the trigger
[E] Takes a cold dead heart [D] and is near as I can [C#m] figure
With your cold dead aim you're [D] trying to prove your [A] junk is bigger
But [E] we know your chariot [G#] may not [F#] be swinging low _
Oh no
[E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead hand
_ [E] Cold dead hand, [A] cold dead _ [F#m] hand
You're a big, big man with a little bit of gland So you need something bigger with a hairpin trigger
You don't want to get caught with your trousers down When the [F#] psycho killer comes around
So you make your home like a thunderdome And you're always packing [E] everywhere you [F#] roam
Let the psycho's win [G#] no matter what you do Cause they're gonna buy way more guns than you
[D] _ [C#] And while you're stumbling out of bed They put five rounds in the back of your head
Or you get depressed cause the money went south And you put your old shotgun in your mouth
And your kids walk in and they find you there Like a headless huff in your underwear
And they move the gun and it kills them too And your wife just doesn't know what to do
So she takes a hand grenade from her shoe And she pulls [D#] the pin
_ _ And it's _ _ [Cm] on _ _ [C#m] you _ _ _
_ _ And _ [Gm] [D#] your [F#m] cold dead hand
_ [D] _ _ _ [G#] _