Chords for Johnny Cash - San Quentin (Live at San Quentin, 1969)
Tempo:
87.1 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
E
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [B] [F#] [B]
[F#] [B]
San Quentin, [F#] you've been living [B] hell to me.
You've blistered [Em] me since [B] 1963.
[E] I've seen them come and go and I've [B] seen them die.
And long ago [F#] I stopped [B] asking why.
San Quentin, I hate [F#] every [B] inch of you.
You cut me [E] and you scarred me [B] through and through.
[E] And I'll walk out a wiser, [B] weaker man.
Mr.
Congressman, [F#]
you can't [B] understand.
[F#]
[B] [F#]
[B] [Em]
[B] [F#]
[B] San Quentin, [F#] what good do you [B] think you do?
Do you think [E] I'll be different [B] when you're through?
[E] You bend my heart and mind and you [B] warp my soul.
Your stone [F#] walls turn my blood a [B] little cold.
San Quentin, [E] may you rot [B] and burn in hell.
May your walls fall and may I [F#] live to tell.
[B] May all the world [E] forget you ever stood.
[B] And may all the [F#] world regret you [B] did no good.
San [F#] Quentin, I hate every [B] inch of you.
[F#] [B]
San Quentin, [F#] you've been living [B] hell to me.
You've blistered [Em] me since [B] 1963.
[E] I've seen them come and go and I've [B] seen them die.
And long ago [F#] I stopped [B] asking why.
San Quentin, I hate [F#] every [B] inch of you.
You cut me [E] and you scarred me [B] through and through.
[E] And I'll walk out a wiser, [B] weaker man.
Mr.
Congressman, [F#]
you can't [B] understand.
[F#]
[B] [F#]
[B] [Em]
[B] [F#]
[B] San Quentin, [F#] what good do you [B] think you do?
Do you think [E] I'll be different [B] when you're through?
[E] You bend my heart and mind and you [B] warp my soul.
Your stone [F#] walls turn my blood a [B] little cold.
San Quentin, [E] may you rot [B] and burn in hell.
May your walls fall and may I [F#] live to tell.
[B] May all the world [E] forget you ever stood.
[B] And may all the [F#] world regret you [B] did no good.
San [F#] Quentin, I hate every [B] inch of you.
Key:
B
F#
E
Em
B
F#
E
Em
[F#] _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _
San Quentin, [F#] you've been living [B] hell to me. _
You've blistered [Em] me since [B] 1963. _ _
[E] I've seen them come and go and I've [B] seen them die. _
And long ago [F#] I stopped [B] asking why. _
San Quentin, I hate [F#] every [B] inch of you. _
_ _ _ _ You cut me [E] and you scarred me [B] through and through.
_ [E] And I'll walk out a wiser, [B] weaker man.
_ Mr.
Congressman, [F#]
you can't [B] understand.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ San Quentin, [F#] what good do you [B] think you do?
_ Do you think [E] I'll be different [B] when you're through?
_ [E] You bend my heart and mind and you [B] warp my soul.
_ _ Your stone [F#] walls turn my blood a [B] little cold.
_ San Quentin, [E] may you rot [B] and burn in hell. _ _ _ _ _
May your walls fall and may I [F#] live to tell. _
_ _ [B] May all the world [E] forget you ever stood.
_ [B] And may all the [F#] world regret you [B] did no good.
_ _ _ _ _ San [F#] Quentin, I hate every [B] inch of you. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _
San Quentin, [F#] you've been living [B] hell to me. _
You've blistered [Em] me since [B] 1963. _ _
[E] I've seen them come and go and I've [B] seen them die. _
And long ago [F#] I stopped [B] asking why. _
San Quentin, I hate [F#] every [B] inch of you. _
_ _ _ _ You cut me [E] and you scarred me [B] through and through.
_ [E] And I'll walk out a wiser, [B] weaker man.
_ Mr.
Congressman, [F#]
you can't [B] understand.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ San Quentin, [F#] what good do you [B] think you do?
_ Do you think [E] I'll be different [B] when you're through?
_ [E] You bend my heart and mind and you [B] warp my soul.
_ _ Your stone [F#] walls turn my blood a [B] little cold.
_ San Quentin, [E] may you rot [B] and burn in hell. _ _ _ _ _
May your walls fall and may I [F#] live to tell. _
_ _ [B] May all the world [E] forget you ever stood.
_ [B] And may all the [F#] world regret you [B] did no good.
_ _ _ _ _ San [F#] Quentin, I hate every [B] inch of you. _ _ _