Chords for David Nail - The Secret (Acoustic)
Tempo:
87.9 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
A#m
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[F#] [C#]
Oh, gather round in the Sunday best after the service on the Mold Church steps, congregations
spilling into the streets.
Ain't it funny how the preacher's words disappear out here on the curb once the weight of an
old friend's body in your hands.
[A#m] Standing bar in Syracuse, [G#] mama calling she got the news, [C#] hell I don't know if she'll
miss more of you or me.
No it didn't feel real, no not till now, [G#] behind this long black Lincoln in our little town
rolling by, bitch, never thought again.
[C#]
I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could have [A#m] been, had you not [G#] stayed here and said
I'm for life [A#m] with him.
[C#] Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust,
[C#] buried is the [G#] secret that [C#] was us.
[F#]
[C#] I can still see you standing there, swollen eyes and snow in your hair and your [F#] shaking
voice saying you couldn't get past the [C#] shame.
[F#]
[C#] Eight weeks into a nine month ride, either way it's still alive, [F#] carrying your [C#] child
with another man.
I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could [A#m] have been, [C#] had you not stayed here and said
I'm for life with [A#m] him.
Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust [A#m] to dust, [C#] buried is the [G#] secret that was us.
[A#m] [C#] [C#]
[G#]
[A#m] I walk up and shake his hand, [G#] tell him just how sorry I am, [C#] what I wouldn't give to have you back.
I wonder if you're looking now, [G#] all who's gathered round, knowing one day I too will [C#] find peace.
I can't help [G#] but think about [C#] all that we could have [A#m] been, [F#] had you [C#] not stayed here and said
I'm for life with him.
Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust, [C#] buried is [G#] the secret [A#m] that was us.
[C#] Buried is the [G#] secret that was us.
[F#] [C#]
[F#]
[C#]
[F#] [C#]
Oh, gather round in the Sunday best after the service on the Mold Church steps, congregations
spilling into the streets.
Ain't it funny how the preacher's words disappear out here on the curb once the weight of an
old friend's body in your hands.
[A#m] Standing bar in Syracuse, [G#] mama calling she got the news, [C#] hell I don't know if she'll
miss more of you or me.
No it didn't feel real, no not till now, [G#] behind this long black Lincoln in our little town
rolling by, bitch, never thought again.
[C#]
I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could have [A#m] been, had you not [G#] stayed here and said
I'm for life [A#m] with him.
[C#] Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust,
[C#] buried is the [G#] secret that [C#] was us.
[F#]
[C#] I can still see you standing there, swollen eyes and snow in your hair and your [F#] shaking
voice saying you couldn't get past the [C#] shame.
[F#]
[C#] Eight weeks into a nine month ride, either way it's still alive, [F#] carrying your [C#] child
with another man.
I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could [A#m] have been, [C#] had you not stayed here and said
I'm for life with [A#m] him.
Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust [A#m] to dust, [C#] buried is the [G#] secret that was us.
[A#m] [C#] [C#]
[G#]
[A#m] I walk up and shake his hand, [G#] tell him just how sorry I am, [C#] what I wouldn't give to have you back.
I wonder if you're looking now, [G#] all who's gathered round, knowing one day I too will [C#] find peace.
I can't help [G#] but think about [C#] all that we could have [A#m] been, [F#] had you [C#] not stayed here and said
I'm for life with him.
Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust, [C#] buried is [G#] the secret [A#m] that was us.
[C#] Buried is the [G#] secret that was us.
[F#] [C#]
[F#]
[C#]
Key:
C#
G#
A#m
F#
C#
G#
A#m
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, gather round in the Sunday best after the service on the Mold Church steps, _ congregations
spilling into the streets. _
_ _ _ _ Ain't it funny how the preacher's words disappear out here on the curb once the weight of an
old friend's body in your hands. _ _ _
_ [A#m] Standing bar in Syracuse, [G#] mama calling she got the news, [C#] hell I don't know if she'll
miss more of you or me.
_ _ _ No it didn't feel real, no not till now, [G#] behind this long black Lincoln in our little town
rolling by, bitch, never thought again.
[C#] _ _
_ I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could have [A#m] been, had you not [G#] stayed here and said
I'm for life [A#m] with him. _
[C#] _ Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust, _
_ _ _ [C#] buried is the [G#] secret that [C#] was us.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [C#] I can still see you standing there, swollen eyes and snow in your hair and your [F#] shaking
voice saying you couldn't get past the [C#] shame.
_ _ [F#] _ _
[C#] Eight weeks into a nine month ride, either way it's still alive, [F#] carrying your [C#] child
with another man.
_ _ _ I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could [A#m] have been, [C#] had you not stayed here and said
I'm for life with [A#m] him.
_ _ Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust [A#m] to dust, _ _ _ _ [C#] buried is the [G#] secret that was us. _ _
[A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A#m] I walk up and shake his hand, _ [G#] tell him just how sorry I am, [C#] what I wouldn't give to have you back.
_ _ _ _ I wonder if you're looking now, [G#] all who's gathered round, _ knowing one day I too will [C#] find peace.
_ I can't help [G#] but think about [C#] all that we could have [A#m] been, [F#] had you [C#] not stayed here and said
I'm for life with him.
_ Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust, _ _ _ [C#] buried is [G#] the secret [A#m] that was us.
_ _ _ _ [C#] Buried is the [G#] secret that was us. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, gather round in the Sunday best after the service on the Mold Church steps, _ congregations
spilling into the streets. _
_ _ _ _ Ain't it funny how the preacher's words disappear out here on the curb once the weight of an
old friend's body in your hands. _ _ _
_ [A#m] Standing bar in Syracuse, [G#] mama calling she got the news, [C#] hell I don't know if she'll
miss more of you or me.
_ _ _ No it didn't feel real, no not till now, [G#] behind this long black Lincoln in our little town
rolling by, bitch, never thought again.
[C#] _ _
_ I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could have [A#m] been, had you not [G#] stayed here and said
I'm for life [A#m] with him. _
[C#] _ Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust, _
_ _ _ [C#] buried is the [G#] secret that [C#] was us.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [C#] I can still see you standing there, swollen eyes and snow in your hair and your [F#] shaking
voice saying you couldn't get past the [C#] shame.
_ _ [F#] _ _
[C#] Eight weeks into a nine month ride, either way it's still alive, [F#] carrying your [C#] child
with another man.
_ _ _ I can't help but [G#] think [C#] about all that we could [A#m] have been, [C#] had you not stayed here and said
I'm for life with [A#m] him.
_ _ Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust [A#m] to dust, _ _ _ _ [C#] buried is the [G#] secret that was us. _ _
[A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A#m] I walk up and shake his hand, _ [G#] tell him just how sorry I am, [C#] what I wouldn't give to have you back.
_ _ _ _ I wonder if you're looking now, [G#] all who's gathered round, _ knowing one day I too will [C#] find peace.
_ I can't help [G#] but think about [C#] all that we could have [A#m] been, [F#] had you [C#] not stayed here and said
I'm for life with him.
_ Ashes [G#] to ashes, dust to [A#m] dust, _ _ _ [C#] buried is [G#] the secret [A#m] that was us.
_ _ _ _ [C#] Buried is the [G#] secret that was us. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _