Ungrateful One Chords by Steep Canyon Rangers
Tempo:
111.95 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Eb
Gm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] [Bb] [F]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [C]
[Bb] When my father built a fire, he poured on gasoline, [Eb]
and every [Bb] field he planted grew
[F] up tall and green.
There were feasts [Bb] upon the table, both night and [Eb] day, but not a [Bb] word of thanks did my father ever say.
[Eb] No regret, [F] he'd cry out, [Eb] do not [Bb] have walked away, [Eb] thirty [Bb] years ago upon [F] his wedding day.
[Bb] And the freedom we'd bribed him, he'd never try to hide, [Eb] and the youth [F] upon my cheeks
was a dagger [Bb] to his pride.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm]
[F] [Eb] [Bb] [Fm]
[Bb] [F] [Bb]
I was the last of seven kids, and a stranger from the start.
[Eb] It seemed the [Bb] more I knew, the more we [F] grew apart.
But who [Bb] can understand the [F] shame of just a child, [Eb] as my father [Bb] roared in thunder, [F] my
silence [Bb] drove him wild.
No regret, he'd cry out, [Eb] for this [Bb] misery I slayed, [Eb]
who [Bb] among you now will lay flowers
[F] at my grave?
[Bb] But I was just a babe, the last and only hope, [Eb] and he could [Bb] see that I was [F] gone as fast as
[Bb] I could go.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [F] ungrateful one.
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Bbm]
[Bb] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb] [F] [Bb]
[Eb] No regret, the [Bb] old man cried, [Eb] Lord, [Bb] hear me call, [Eb] a curse [Gm] upon this [Bb] life and a curse [F] upon these walls.
[Bb] That old house packed with guilt, set fire and left to burn.
[Eb] To those hills [Bb] of my youth, [F] I will [Bb] nevermore return.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm]
[F] Ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F] Look at what you've done, boy, see what you have done.
[Gm] [F] [Eb] [F]
You ain't no kind of son, just [Bb] ungrateful one.
[N]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [C]
[Bb] When my father built a fire, he poured on gasoline, [Eb]
and every [Bb] field he planted grew
[F] up tall and green.
There were feasts [Bb] upon the table, both night and [Eb] day, but not a [Bb] word of thanks did my father ever say.
[Eb] No regret, [F] he'd cry out, [Eb] do not [Bb] have walked away, [Eb] thirty [Bb] years ago upon [F] his wedding day.
[Bb] And the freedom we'd bribed him, he'd never try to hide, [Eb] and the youth [F] upon my cheeks
was a dagger [Bb] to his pride.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm]
[F] [Eb] [Bb] [Fm]
[Bb] [F] [Bb]
I was the last of seven kids, and a stranger from the start.
[Eb] It seemed the [Bb] more I knew, the more we [F] grew apart.
But who [Bb] can understand the [F] shame of just a child, [Eb] as my father [Bb] roared in thunder, [F] my
silence [Bb] drove him wild.
No regret, he'd cry out, [Eb] for this [Bb] misery I slayed, [Eb]
who [Bb] among you now will lay flowers
[F] at my grave?
[Bb] But I was just a babe, the last and only hope, [Eb] and he could [Bb] see that I was [F] gone as fast as
[Bb] I could go.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [F] ungrateful one.
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Bbm]
[Bb] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb] [F] [Bb]
[Eb] No regret, the [Bb] old man cried, [Eb] Lord, [Bb] hear me call, [Eb] a curse [Gm] upon this [Bb] life and a curse [F] upon these walls.
[Bb] That old house packed with guilt, set fire and left to burn.
[Eb] To those hills [Bb] of my youth, [F] I will [Bb] nevermore return.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm]
[F] Ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F] Look at what you've done, boy, see what you have done.
[Gm] [F] [Eb] [F]
You ain't no kind of son, just [Bb] ungrateful one.
[N]
Key:
Bb
F
Eb
Gm
C
Bb
F
Eb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
_ [Bb] _ _ When my father built a fire, he poured on gasoline, _ _ [Eb]
and every [Bb] field he planted grew
[F] up tall and green. _
There were feasts [Bb] upon the table, _ both night and [Eb] day, but not a [Bb] word of thanks did my father ever say.
_ [Eb] No regret, [F] he'd cry out, [Eb] do not [Bb] have walked away, [Eb] thirty [Bb] years ago upon [F] his wedding day.
_ [Bb] And the freedom we'd bribed him, he'd never try to hide, [Eb] and the youth [F] upon my cheeks
was a dagger [Bb] to his pride.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm] _
_ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _
I was the last of seven kids, and a stranger from the start.
_ [Eb] It seemed the [Bb] more I knew, the more we [F] grew apart.
_ But who [Bb] can understand the [F] shame of just a child, [Eb] as my father [Bb] roared in thunder, [F] my
silence [Bb] drove him wild.
_ No regret, he'd cry out, [Eb] for this [Bb] misery I slayed, [Eb]
who [Bb] among you now will lay flowers
[F] at my grave? _
[Bb] _ But I was just a babe, the last and only hope, [Eb] and he could [Bb] see that I was [F] gone as fast as
[Bb] I could go.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [F] ungrateful one.
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
_ _ [Bbm] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] No regret, the [Bb] old man cried, [Eb] Lord, [Bb] hear me call, [Eb] a curse [Gm] upon this [Bb] life and a curse [F] upon these walls.
[Bb] That old house packed with guilt, set fire and left to burn.
[Eb] To those hills [Bb] of my youth, [F] I will [Bb] nevermore return.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm] _
[F] Ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one. _
_ [F] Look at what you've done, boy, see what you have done.
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [F] _
You ain't no kind of son, just [Bb] ungrateful one. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
_ [Bb] _ _ When my father built a fire, he poured on gasoline, _ _ [Eb]
and every [Bb] field he planted grew
[F] up tall and green. _
There were feasts [Bb] upon the table, _ both night and [Eb] day, but not a [Bb] word of thanks did my father ever say.
_ [Eb] No regret, [F] he'd cry out, [Eb] do not [Bb] have walked away, [Eb] thirty [Bb] years ago upon [F] his wedding day.
_ [Bb] And the freedom we'd bribed him, he'd never try to hide, [Eb] and the youth [F] upon my cheeks
was a dagger [Bb] to his pride.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm] _
_ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _
I was the last of seven kids, and a stranger from the start.
_ [Eb] It seemed the [Bb] more I knew, the more we [F] grew apart.
_ But who [Bb] can understand the [F] shame of just a child, [Eb] as my father [Bb] roared in thunder, [F] my
silence [Bb] drove him wild.
_ No regret, he'd cry out, [Eb] for this [Bb] misery I slayed, [Eb]
who [Bb] among you now will lay flowers
[F] at my grave? _
[Bb] _ But I was just a babe, the last and only hope, [Eb] and he could [Bb] see that I was [F] gone as fast as
[Bb] I could go.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [F] ungrateful one.
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
_ _ [Bbm] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] No regret, the [Bb] old man cried, [Eb] Lord, [Bb] hear me call, [Eb] a curse [Gm] upon this [Bb] life and a curse [F] upon these walls.
[Bb] That old house packed with guilt, set fire and left to burn.
[Eb] To those hills [Bb] of my youth, [F] I will [Bb] nevermore return.
He [Gm] called me [F] ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one.
[F]
Look at [Bb] what you've done, [F] boy, see what [Bb] you have done.
[Gm] _
[F] Ungrateful [Eb] one, [Bb] ungrateful one. _
_ [F] Look at what you've done, boy, see what you have done.
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [F] _
You ain't no kind of son, just [Bb] ungrateful one. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _