Chords for Ryan McCartan "My Petersburg" FNAM 3RD MONDAYS #3
Tempo:
103.3 bpm
Chords used:
A
B
E
D
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] I grew up on the [F] sly, [Cm] in the gutters and the streets of Petersburg.
[C] And [G] on the fly, [E] getting good at getting [F] by [A#] in Petersburg.
[F]
[D] [A] I've barbed for my blanket, [D] sold for my [F#m] bread, learned to take my [A] chances and use my head.
A Russian rat is [F#m] clever, clever, or he [B] ends up dead.
[A] Boils down to there are some who survive, some who [B] don't, some give up, some give in.
Me, I won't.
Black and blue, welcome to [E] my Petersburg.
[G] Standing here, you can see, [Em] from the spires to [C] the piers of Petersburg.
I read down on that key, [Bm] selling stolen [A#] souvenirs of Petersburg.
[E] The pass is above, [D] an alleyway's [F#m] below.
Funny how a [A] city is all [E] you know.
How even when you [F#] hate it, something in you [Bm] loves it so.
[B] That's where I learned [A] my stuff, in some rough company.
[Bm] There's the boy throwing up, [D] who was me, all I've been, [B] all I'll be.
We [D#] can do what we're told, we can [A#] go where we're led.
But [D] I learned from my father to [F] see what's ahead.
[Bm] Nothing here to hold me, no one that I owe.
Funny how a boy can [A] be how a city [A] tells you when it's time [B] to go.
[A] Boils down to there are some who have walls yet to [B] climb.
You and [A] I on the fly, [F#] just in time.
But tonight, there's [B] a sky, and quietly, [C#m] [F#] [F#m]
[A] [B] my Petersburg.
[E] [A] [N]
[C] And [G] on the fly, [E] getting good at getting [F] by [A#] in Petersburg.
[F]
[D] [A] I've barbed for my blanket, [D] sold for my [F#m] bread, learned to take my [A] chances and use my head.
A Russian rat is [F#m] clever, clever, or he [B] ends up dead.
[A] Boils down to there are some who survive, some who [B] don't, some give up, some give in.
Me, I won't.
Black and blue, welcome to [E] my Petersburg.
[G] Standing here, you can see, [Em] from the spires to [C] the piers of Petersburg.
I read down on that key, [Bm] selling stolen [A#] souvenirs of Petersburg.
[E] The pass is above, [D] an alleyway's [F#m] below.
Funny how a [A] city is all [E] you know.
How even when you [F#] hate it, something in you [Bm] loves it so.
[B] That's where I learned [A] my stuff, in some rough company.
[Bm] There's the boy throwing up, [D] who was me, all I've been, [B] all I'll be.
We [D#] can do what we're told, we can [A#] go where we're led.
But [D] I learned from my father to [F] see what's ahead.
[Bm] Nothing here to hold me, no one that I owe.
Funny how a boy can [A] be how a city [A] tells you when it's time [B] to go.
[A] Boils down to there are some who have walls yet to [B] climb.
You and [A] I on the fly, [F#] just in time.
But tonight, there's [B] a sky, and quietly, [C#m] [F#] [F#m]
[A] [B] my Petersburg.
[E] [A] [N]
Key:
A
B
E
D
F
A
B
E
_ _ _ [Cm] I grew up on the [F] sly, [Cm] in the gutters and the streets of Petersburg. _
[C] And [G] on the fly, _ [E] getting good at getting [F] by _ [A#] in Petersburg.
[F] _ _ _
[D] [A] I've barbed for my blanket, [D] sold for my [F#m] bread, learned to take my [A] chances and use my head.
A Russian rat is [F#m] clever, clever, or he [B] ends up _ dead.
[A] Boils down to there are some who survive, some who [B] don't, some give up, some give in.
Me, I won't.
Black and blue, welcome to [E] my Petersburg.
_ _ _ [G] _ Standing here, you can see, [Em] from the spires to [C] the piers of Petersburg.
I read down on that key, [Bm] selling stolen [A#] souvenirs of Petersburg. _ _
[E] The pass is above, [D] an alleyway's [F#m] below.
Funny how a [A] city is all [E] you know.
How even when you [F#] hate it, something in you [Bm] loves it so.
_ [B] _ That's where I learned [A] my stuff, in some rough company.
[Bm] There's the boy throwing up, [D] who was me, all I've been, [B] all I'll be. _
_ We [D#] can do what we're told, we can [A#] go where we're led.
But [D] I learned from my father to [F] see what's ahead.
[Bm] Nothing here to hold me, no one that I owe.
Funny how a boy can _ _ [A] be how a city [A] tells you when it's time [B] to go.
_ [A] Boils down to there are some who have walls yet to [B] climb.
You and [A] I on the fly, [F#] just in time.
But tonight, there's [B] a sky, and quietly, [C#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ my Petersburg.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] And [G] on the fly, _ [E] getting good at getting [F] by _ [A#] in Petersburg.
[F] _ _ _
[D] [A] I've barbed for my blanket, [D] sold for my [F#m] bread, learned to take my [A] chances and use my head.
A Russian rat is [F#m] clever, clever, or he [B] ends up _ dead.
[A] Boils down to there are some who survive, some who [B] don't, some give up, some give in.
Me, I won't.
Black and blue, welcome to [E] my Petersburg.
_ _ _ [G] _ Standing here, you can see, [Em] from the spires to [C] the piers of Petersburg.
I read down on that key, [Bm] selling stolen [A#] souvenirs of Petersburg. _ _
[E] The pass is above, [D] an alleyway's [F#m] below.
Funny how a [A] city is all [E] you know.
How even when you [F#] hate it, something in you [Bm] loves it so.
_ [B] _ That's where I learned [A] my stuff, in some rough company.
[Bm] There's the boy throwing up, [D] who was me, all I've been, [B] all I'll be. _
_ We [D#] can do what we're told, we can [A#] go where we're led.
But [D] I learned from my father to [F] see what's ahead.
[Bm] Nothing here to hold me, no one that I owe.
Funny how a boy can _ _ [A] be how a city [A] tells you when it's time [B] to go.
_ [A] Boils down to there are some who have walls yet to [B] climb.
You and [A] I on the fly, [F#] just in time.
But tonight, there's [B] a sky, and quietly, [C#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ my Petersburg.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _