Chords for Joe Hill
Tempo:
63.5 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
A
F#m
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] The old hegland came from Sweden, which was very far from Eden.
[E] By the time he left, most of his family died.
[B] His sisters and his mother, his father and his brothers, so was one remaining sibling
at his side.
[A] He got an ocean to sail across the ocean where he heard the streets were paved with [E] gold.
Not long [B] after his arrival, as he toiled for survival, he realized the bill of goods that
[E] he'd been sold.
He got a whole lot wiser, became an organizer, and he organized [A] with artistry and skill.
He [B] spoke up, raised his fist, got right on the [F#] blacklist.
That's why he changed his [E] name to Joe Hill.
[A] He heard that it was best if he headed to the West, where the industrial [E] workers of
the world were finding the solution for making [F#] revolution with Red Songbook and Red Flag Unfurled.
A hundred years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
They couldn't stand the [A] sound.
They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the [E] working class in song.
Soon as he paid his dues, he tried hard to light the fuse, speaking, singing, writing
lyrics and cartoons.
He sent off the whole mess to the [B] wobbly press, and they sang his songs as they fought the goons.
[A] He joined a singing movement that fought for improvement by abolishing wage [E] slavery worldwide.
[B] He sang the wobbly line, beseeching workers to combine.
Learned from Mr.
Block, the bosses lied.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [A] bard with the union [E] card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
[F#]
[E] [B]
[E] His life would be cut short by a kangaroo court, eager to determine one [A] man's fate.
[B] Evidence was circumstantial, but that's inconsequential when you've become an enemy [E] of the state.
They [A] put him up against the wall.
That was all.
They gunned him down in 1915.
He took [B] all the bullets he could take, there by the salt lake, for being the best bard
they'd ever seen.
A hundred [F#m] years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
[A] They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the working class in song.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [E] bard with the union card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
Lest he organize the working class [E] in song.
[N]
[E] By the time he left, most of his family died.
[B] His sisters and his mother, his father and his brothers, so was one remaining sibling
at his side.
[A] He got an ocean to sail across the ocean where he heard the streets were paved with [E] gold.
Not long [B] after his arrival, as he toiled for survival, he realized the bill of goods that
[E] he'd been sold.
He got a whole lot wiser, became an organizer, and he organized [A] with artistry and skill.
He [B] spoke up, raised his fist, got right on the [F#] blacklist.
That's why he changed his [E] name to Joe Hill.
[A] He heard that it was best if he headed to the West, where the industrial [E] workers of
the world were finding the solution for making [F#] revolution with Red Songbook and Red Flag Unfurled.
A hundred years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
They couldn't stand the [A] sound.
They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the [E] working class in song.
Soon as he paid his dues, he tried hard to light the fuse, speaking, singing, writing
lyrics and cartoons.
He sent off the whole mess to the [B] wobbly press, and they sang his songs as they fought the goons.
[A] He joined a singing movement that fought for improvement by abolishing wage [E] slavery worldwide.
[B] He sang the wobbly line, beseeching workers to combine.
Learned from Mr.
Block, the bosses lied.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [A] bard with the union [E] card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
[F#]
[E] [B]
[E] His life would be cut short by a kangaroo court, eager to determine one [A] man's fate.
[B] Evidence was circumstantial, but that's inconsequential when you've become an enemy [E] of the state.
They [A] put him up against the wall.
That was all.
They gunned him down in 1915.
He took [B] all the bullets he could take, there by the salt lake, for being the best bard
they'd ever seen.
A hundred [F#m] years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
[A] They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the working class in song.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [E] bard with the union card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
Lest he organize the working class [E] in song.
[N]
Key:
B
E
A
F#m
F#
B
E
A
_ _ _ [B] The old hegland came from Sweden, which was very far from Eden.
[E] By the time he left, most of his family died.
[B] His sisters and his mother, his father and his brothers, so was one remaining sibling
at his side.
[A] He got an ocean to sail across the ocean where he heard the streets were paved with [E] gold.
Not long [B] after his arrival, as he toiled for survival, he realized the bill of goods that
[E] he'd been sold.
He got a whole lot wiser, became an organizer, and he organized [A] with artistry and skill.
He [B] spoke up, raised his fist, got right on the [F#] blacklist.
That's why he changed his [E] name to Joe Hill.
[A] He heard that it was best if he headed to the West, where the industrial [E] workers of
the world were finding the solution for making [F#] revolution with Red Songbook and Red Flag Unfurled.
A hundred years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
They couldn't stand the [A] sound.
They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the [E] working class in song.
_ Soon as he paid his dues, he tried hard to light the fuse, speaking, singing, writing
lyrics and cartoons.
He sent off the whole mess to the [B] wobbly press, and they sang his songs as they fought the goons.
[A] He joined a singing movement that fought for improvement by abolishing wage [E] slavery worldwide.
[B] He sang the wobbly line, beseeching workers to combine.
Learned from Mr.
Block, the bosses lied.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [A] bard with the union [E] card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
_ [F#] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ His life would be cut short by a kangaroo court, eager to determine one [A] man's fate.
[B] Evidence was circumstantial, but that's inconsequential when you've become an enemy [E] of the state.
They [A] put him up against the wall.
That was all.
They gunned him down in 1915.
He took [B] all the bullets he could take, there by the salt lake, for being the best bard
they'd ever seen.
A hundred [F#m] years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
[A] They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the working class in song.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [E] bard with the union card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
Lest he organize the working class [E] in song.
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
[E] By the time he left, most of his family died.
[B] His sisters and his mother, his father and his brothers, so was one remaining sibling
at his side.
[A] He got an ocean to sail across the ocean where he heard the streets were paved with [E] gold.
Not long [B] after his arrival, as he toiled for survival, he realized the bill of goods that
[E] he'd been sold.
He got a whole lot wiser, became an organizer, and he organized [A] with artistry and skill.
He [B] spoke up, raised his fist, got right on the [F#] blacklist.
That's why he changed his [E] name to Joe Hill.
[A] He heard that it was best if he headed to the West, where the industrial [E] workers of
the world were finding the solution for making [F#] revolution with Red Songbook and Red Flag Unfurled.
A hundred years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
They couldn't stand the [A] sound.
They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the [E] working class in song.
_ Soon as he paid his dues, he tried hard to light the fuse, speaking, singing, writing
lyrics and cartoons.
He sent off the whole mess to the [B] wobbly press, and they sang his songs as they fought the goons.
[A] He joined a singing movement that fought for improvement by abolishing wage [E] slavery worldwide.
[B] He sang the wobbly line, beseeching workers to combine.
Learned from Mr.
Block, the bosses lied.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [A] bard with the union [E] card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
_ [F#] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ His life would be cut short by a kangaroo court, eager to determine one [A] man's fate.
[B] Evidence was circumstantial, but that's inconsequential when you've become an enemy [E] of the state.
They [A] put him up against the wall.
That was all.
They gunned him down in 1915.
He took [B] all the bullets he could take, there by the salt lake, for being the best bard
they'd ever seen.
A hundred [F#m] years ago, the bard [A] with the union card [E] proved his music was too powerful, [B] too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
[A] They had to take him [B] down, lest he organize the working class in song.
[F#m] A hundred years ago, the [E] bard with the union card proved his music was [B] too powerful, too strong.
[F#m] They couldn't stand the sound.
They had to take [B] him down, lest he organize the working class in song.
Lest he organize the working class [E] in song.
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _