Chords for Jackson Browne-Roland The Headless Thompson Gunner -Live 11-9-2004
Tempo:
68.525 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
C#m
B
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] Oh yeah, maybe I should sing a Warren [A] Zeevon song.
[E]
Okay, this is a song [A] [B] [E]
he wrote.
I love this song.
I don't know [F#] if I can sing it perfectly.
I'm going to try.
[A] But [B] I [E] woke up singing this song.
It's about [B] a soldier of [E] fortune, like a mercenary soldier from Norway.
You'll [A] appreciate this.
[E] [C#m] [E] Rolling over the wood from the [A] hand of a midnight slave
Thompson [E] gunned for hire, fighting to [B] be done
[C#m] The deal [E] was struck and they mobbed all [A] black and tiny
So he set out for [E] Biafra [B] to join the [C#m] bloody fray
In sixty [E]-six and seventy they fought the [A] Congo war
Fingers [E] on their triggers, knee [B] deep in gore
[C#m] For days [E] and nights they battled, the [A] bankers to their knees
They killed to [E] earn their living, [B] and they helped out the [C#m] Congolese
[A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] [A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
[C#m]
[A] Rolling
[E] [B] [C#m] Talking about the [A] men
[E] Rolling the [B] Thompson gun
[C#m] These comrades [E] fought beside him
They were [A] holding him in their arms
But of all [E] the Thompson guns, rolling was [B] the best
[C#m] So the CIA [E] decided they wanted [A] rolling on it
And so [E] he just spent a win, [B] blew [C#m] off rolling's head
[A] Rolling [E] the headless Thompson gun
[B] [C#m]
Rolling [A] the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] Rolling [A]
[E] the headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] That took him down
[A] Rolling the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#] Rolling [C#m] faced [E] the continent, the Huttese, the [A] West Indies
He found him [E] in Mombasa, in a barroom [B] drinking [C#m] gin
Rolling [E] aimed his Thompson gun, he didn't [A] say a word
But he blew Bill [E] Owens' body, [B]
and there's a joke [C#m] in this [A] bird
[E] Rolling the headless [A] Thompson gun
[E] Rolling sprayed [B] the sun
[C#m] You can still [G#m] see the [A] muzzle flash of [C#m] rolling's Thompson gun
[A] And the muzzle [G#m] flash [C#] of rolling's [C#m] Thompson gun
Now [A]
[E] [B] [C#m] it's ten [E] years later, and it's still you [A] got the point
[C#m] The [E] eternal Thompson gunner, still you [A] feel the night
Now it's [E] ten years later, but he still [B] keeps up the fight
And [C#m] now [E] I'm rolling on, and I'm [A] still in the game
He has heard the burst of [E] rolling's Thompson [B] gun
And now [C#m] it's ten years later, and it's [C#] [E] [A] [E]
still you got the point
[A] [F#]
[E]
Okay, this is a song [A] [B] [E]
he wrote.
I love this song.
I don't know [F#] if I can sing it perfectly.
I'm going to try.
[A] But [B] I [E] woke up singing this song.
It's about [B] a soldier of [E] fortune, like a mercenary soldier from Norway.
You'll [A] appreciate this.
[E] [C#m] [E] Rolling over the wood from the [A] hand of a midnight slave
Thompson [E] gunned for hire, fighting to [B] be done
[C#m] The deal [E] was struck and they mobbed all [A] black and tiny
So he set out for [E] Biafra [B] to join the [C#m] bloody fray
In sixty [E]-six and seventy they fought the [A] Congo war
Fingers [E] on their triggers, knee [B] deep in gore
[C#m] For days [E] and nights they battled, the [A] bankers to their knees
They killed to [E] earn their living, [B] and they helped out the [C#m] Congolese
[A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] [A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
[C#m]
[A] Rolling
[E] [B] [C#m] Talking about the [A] men
[E] Rolling the [B] Thompson gun
[C#m] These comrades [E] fought beside him
They were [A] holding him in their arms
But of all [E] the Thompson guns, rolling was [B] the best
[C#m] So the CIA [E] decided they wanted [A] rolling on it
And so [E] he just spent a win, [B] blew [C#m] off rolling's head
[A] Rolling [E] the headless Thompson gun
[B] [C#m]
Rolling [A] the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] Rolling [A]
[E] the headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] That took him down
[A] Rolling the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#] Rolling [C#m] faced [E] the continent, the Huttese, the [A] West Indies
He found him [E] in Mombasa, in a barroom [B] drinking [C#m] gin
Rolling [E] aimed his Thompson gun, he didn't [A] say a word
But he blew Bill [E] Owens' body, [B]
and there's a joke [C#m] in this [A] bird
[E] Rolling the headless [A] Thompson gun
[E] Rolling sprayed [B] the sun
[C#m] You can still [G#m] see the [A] muzzle flash of [C#m] rolling's Thompson gun
[A] And the muzzle [G#m] flash [C#] of rolling's [C#m] Thompson gun
Now [A]
[E] [B] [C#m] it's ten [E] years later, and it's still you [A] got the point
[C#m] The [E] eternal Thompson gunner, still you [A] feel the night
Now it's [E] ten years later, but he still [B] keeps up the fight
And [C#m] now [E] I'm rolling on, and I'm [A] still in the game
He has heard the burst of [E] rolling's Thompson [B] gun
And now [C#m] it's ten years later, and it's [C#] [E] [A] [E]
still you got the point
[A] [F#]
Key:
E
A
C#m
B
C#
E
A
C#m
[E] _ _ _ Oh yeah, maybe I should sing a Warren [A] Zeevon song.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Okay, this is a song _ [A] _ [B] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
he wrote.
I love this song.
I don't know [F#] if I can sing it perfectly.
I'm going to try.
[A] But [B] I [E] woke up singing this song.
It's about [B] a soldier of [E] fortune, like a mercenary soldier from Norway.
You'll [A] appreciate this.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [E] Rolling over the wood from the [A] hand of a midnight slave
Thompson [E] gunned for hire, fighting to [B] be done
[C#m] The deal [E] was struck and they mobbed all [A] black and tiny
So he set out for [E] Biafra [B] to join the [C#m] bloody fray
In sixty [E]-six and seventy they fought the [A] Congo war
Fingers [E] on their triggers, knee [B] deep in gore
[C#m] For days [E] and nights they battled, the [A] bankers to their knees
They killed to [E] earn their living, [B] and they helped out the [C#m] Congolese
_ [A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
_ [C#m] _ [A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] _
_ [A] Rolling
[E] _ [B] _ [C#m] Talking about the [A] men
[E] Rolling the [B] Thompson gun
[C#m] _ _ These comrades [E] fought beside him
They were [A] holding him in their arms
But of all [E] the Thompson guns, rolling was [B] the best
[C#m] So the CIA [E] decided they wanted [A] rolling on it
And so [E] he just spent a win, [B] blew [C#m] off rolling's head
_ [A] Rolling [E] the headless Thompson gun
[B] _ [C#m]
Rolling [A] the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] Rolling [A] _
[E] the headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] That took him down
[A] Rolling the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#] Rolling [C#m] _ _ faced [E] the continent, the Huttese, the [A] West Indies
He found him [E] in Mombasa, in a barroom [B] drinking [C#m] gin
Rolling [E] aimed his Thompson gun, he didn't [A] say a word
But he blew Bill [E] Owens' body, [B]
and there's a joke [C#m] in this [A] bird
[E] Rolling the headless [A] Thompson gun _
[E] Rolling sprayed [B] the sun
[C#m] You can still [G#m] see the [A] muzzle flash of [C#m] rolling's Thompson gun
[A] And the muzzle [G#m] flash [C#] of rolling's [C#m] Thompson gun
Now _ _ _ [A] _
[E] _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ it's ten [E] years later, and it's still you [A] got the point
_ [C#m] The [E] eternal Thompson gunner, still you [A] feel the night
Now it's [E] ten years later, but he still [B] keeps up the fight
And [C#m] now [E] I'm rolling on, and I'm [A] still in the game
He has heard the burst of [E] rolling's Thompson [B] gun
And now [C#m] it's ten years later, and it's [C#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ [E]
still you got the point
_ [A] _ _ _ [F#] _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Okay, this is a song _ [A] _ [B] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
he wrote.
I love this song.
I don't know [F#] if I can sing it perfectly.
I'm going to try.
[A] But [B] I [E] woke up singing this song.
It's about [B] a soldier of [E] fortune, like a mercenary soldier from Norway.
You'll [A] appreciate this.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [E] Rolling over the wood from the [A] hand of a midnight slave
Thompson [E] gunned for hire, fighting to [B] be done
[C#m] The deal [E] was struck and they mobbed all [A] black and tiny
So he set out for [E] Biafra [B] to join the [C#m] bloody fray
In sixty [E]-six and seventy they fought the [A] Congo war
Fingers [E] on their triggers, knee [B] deep in gore
[C#m] For days [E] and nights they battled, the [A] bankers to their knees
They killed to [E] earn their living, [B] and they helped out the [C#m] Congolese
_ [A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
_ [C#m] _ [A] Rolling [E] the Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] _
_ [A] Rolling
[E] _ [B] _ [C#m] Talking about the [A] men
[E] Rolling the [B] Thompson gun
[C#m] _ _ These comrades [E] fought beside him
They were [A] holding him in their arms
But of all [E] the Thompson guns, rolling was [B] the best
[C#m] So the CIA [E] decided they wanted [A] rolling on it
And so [E] he just spent a win, [B] blew [C#m] off rolling's head
_ [A] Rolling [E] the headless Thompson gun
[B] _ [C#m]
Rolling [A] the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] Rolling [A] _
[E] the headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#m] That took him down
[A] Rolling the [E] headless Thompson [B] gun
[C#] Rolling [C#m] _ _ faced [E] the continent, the Huttese, the [A] West Indies
He found him [E] in Mombasa, in a barroom [B] drinking [C#m] gin
Rolling [E] aimed his Thompson gun, he didn't [A] say a word
But he blew Bill [E] Owens' body, [B]
and there's a joke [C#m] in this [A] bird
[E] Rolling the headless [A] Thompson gun _
[E] Rolling sprayed [B] the sun
[C#m] You can still [G#m] see the [A] muzzle flash of [C#m] rolling's Thompson gun
[A] And the muzzle [G#m] flash [C#] of rolling's [C#m] Thompson gun
Now _ _ _ [A] _
[E] _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ it's ten [E] years later, and it's still you [A] got the point
_ [C#m] The [E] eternal Thompson gunner, still you [A] feel the night
Now it's [E] ten years later, but he still [B] keeps up the fight
And [C#m] now [E] I'm rolling on, and I'm [A] still in the game
He has heard the burst of [E] rolling's Thompson [B] gun
And now [C#m] it's ten years later, and it's [C#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ [E]
still you got the point
_ [A] _ _ _ [F#] _