Chords for MEN WITHOUT HATS - this war - live 2013 (HQ recording)
Tempo:
80.1 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Bb
G
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] I'm going to be a little bit more [Cm] quiet.
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
I'm going to [C] be a little bit more quiet.
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
[G]
[C] [Cm]
[G]
[N]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C] I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
Snake!
Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And when the world turns around,
And she'd be the sound,
That suddenly took control.
[Bb] And then the blue-skinned shoes
Haven't paid their [F] dues,
And the sense will prevail.
[C] Try to turn the tide,
Try to look inside,
You're looking for the Holy Grail.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb] [F] That's what we've come for, this [C] war.
Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And the only place to hide,
From the world outside,
Buried inside your brain.
[Bb] You can pick and choose,
You can win or [F] lose,
Everybody knows the store.
[C] And when your love's embraced,
And your mistakes are bitter, take,
Keep coming back for more.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
[Bb]
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
[G] This war.
[F] [C] This war.
[G] This war.
[F] [C] This war.
[G] This war.
[Dm] [F] [C] This war.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
[Bb]
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
This war.
This war.
This war.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
[Bb] Snake! Snake!
[G]
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
I'm going to [C] be a little bit more quiet.
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
[G]
[C] [Cm]
[G]
[N]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[C] I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
Snake!
Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And when the world turns around,
And she'd be the sound,
That suddenly took control.
[Bb] And then the blue-skinned shoes
Haven't paid their [F] dues,
And the sense will prevail.
[C] Try to turn the tide,
Try to look inside,
You're looking for the Holy Grail.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb] [F] That's what we've come for, this [C] war.
Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And the only place to hide,
From the world outside,
Buried inside your brain.
[Bb] You can pick and choose,
You can win or [F] lose,
Everybody knows the store.
[C] And when your love's embraced,
And your mistakes are bitter, take,
Keep coming back for more.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
[Bb]
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
[G] This war.
[F] [C] This war.
[G] This war.
[F] [C] This war.
[G] This war.
[Dm] [F] [C] This war.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
[Bb]
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
[Bb]
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
This war.
This war.
This war.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
[Bb] Snake! Snake!
[G]
Key:
C
F
Bb
G
Cm
C
F
Bb
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ I'm going to be a little bit more [Cm] quiet.
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet. _ _
_ _ I'm going to [C] be a little bit more quiet.
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
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[C] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
_ Snake! _ _ _ _ _
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_ Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And when the world turns around,
And she'd be the sound,
That suddenly took control.
[Bb] And then the blue-skinned shoes
Haven't paid their [F] dues,
And the sense will prevail.
[C] Try to turn the tide,
Try to look inside,
You're looking for the Holy Grail.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _ [F] That's what we've come for, this [C] war. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And the only place to hide,
From the world outside,
Buried inside your brain.
[Bb] You can pick and choose,
You can win or [F] lose,
Everybody knows the store.
[C] And when your love's embraced,
And your mistakes are bitter, take,
Keep coming back for more.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ [G] This war.
[F] _ [C] This war.
_ [G] This war.
[F] _ [C] This war.
_ [G] This war. _
[Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] This war.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
_ _ And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
_ _ [Bb] Snake! _
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ This war.
_ This war.
_ This war.
_ And some face down on the cold, cold ground. _
_ And some face down on the cold, cold ground. _
_ [Bb] Snake! Snake!
_ [G] _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ I'm going to be a little bit more [Cm] quiet.
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet. _ _
_ _ I'm going to [C] be a little bit more quiet.
I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
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[C] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ I'm going to be a little bit more quiet.
_ Snake! _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And when the world turns around,
And she'd be the sound,
That suddenly took control.
[Bb] And then the blue-skinned shoes
Haven't paid their [F] dues,
And the sense will prevail.
[C] Try to turn the tide,
Try to look inside,
You're looking for the Holy Grail.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _ [F] That's what we've come for, this [C] war. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Every Sunday's now, on the cold, cold ground,
She'd be that asphalt soul.
And the only place to hide,
From the world outside,
Buried inside your brain.
[Bb] You can pick and choose,
You can win or [F] lose,
Everybody knows the store.
[C] And when your love's embraced,
And your mistakes are bitter, take,
Keep coming back for more.
[Bb] Snake!
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ [G] This war.
[F] _ [C] This war.
_ [G] This war.
[F] _ [C] This war.
_ [G] This war. _
[Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] This war.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
_ _ And some face down on the cold, cold ground.
_ _ [Bb] Snake! _
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[F] Remind me what we're [C] here for.
_ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] That's what we've come through, [C] this war.
_ This war.
_ This war.
_ This war.
_ And some face down on the cold, cold ground. _
_ And some face down on the cold, cold ground. _
_ [Bb] Snake! Snake!
_ [G] _ _ _