Ceceil Chords by The Builders & The Butchers

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I spent too many days [A] on that killing floor.
[E] My darling told me, Daddy, don't [B] go back to work no more.
[E] My eyes hang low and weary as I'm [A] heading out the door.
The [E] blood on my [B] hands, it's painted [A] blood. _
Oh, the [E] blood on my hands, it's painted blood.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ was just a child [A] when they sent me off to war.
[E] I was turned into a killer, [B] left me rotting to the core.
[E] For priests and politicians, [A] that's all an evening at school.
[E] But the blood [B] on my hands, [E] it's painted blood.
_ Oh, the blood on my hands, it's painted blood.
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_ _ sun hang high in the desert sky, Cecile.
_ [A] The sun hang high in the desert [E] sky, Cecile.
_ [A] I'm going into [B] town with a bloodshot [E] eye.
Kill a cowboy, [A] only God knows [E] why.
The sun hang [B] high in the desert [E] sky, Cecile.
_ _ _ _ _ The cowboy's gun is hot to the touch, Cecile.
_ [A] The cowboy's gun [B] is hot to the [E] touch, [N] Cecile. _ _ _ _
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