Chords for The Hill Country Devil, "St. Peter and All of His Land" // GemsOnVHS™
Tempo:
78.05 bpm
Chords used:
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C
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Bb
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F] I heard two men [Dm] crying an [C] old prayer under [F] their breath
As the waves crashed [C] into [F] their lips
And the tide welcomed [D] the two men [F] into death
With [Dm] such rhythm, [C] I swear that it [F] was said
And old Saint [Dm] John blessed [C] the water as it [F] broke
And cleaned [Dm] the city [C] of all that [F] it had
Ten thousand [Dm] men with [C] their daughters in [F] their lap
Such [Dm] a show, [Am] it's hard [F] to compete with that
[Bb] Follow that [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
Built [Bb] by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of his [F] land
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[Dm] [C] [F]
I saw two men [Dm] hanging [C] in the yard of [F] prison
For eulogies [Dm] spoken [C] for a crowd of [F] ten
Though none [Dm] of the eyes [C] will remember [F] them
Let [Dm] alone put [F] up all their friends
A young priest [Dm] placed the roses [C] on top of their [F] graves
As he spit out [Dm] the ground [C] in which they [F] were laid
Spoken [Dm] of men who've [C] been taken [F] as slaves
For a [Dm] single number [F] into a bastard's name
[Bb] Follow that [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
[Bb] Built by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of [F] his land
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[Dm] [C] [F]
[Dm] [C] [F]
Felt the ground [Dm] shake heavily, [C] people [F] on flair
Their poor [Dm] family's fruit [C] was on their head [F] and brow
While dirty old [Dm] Leopold [C] was making [F] his rounds
They [Dm] got to kill him, [C] the old word [F] of mouth
The devil [Dm] took a stare [F] out of area
And he [Dm] knocked in [C] towards my [F] ear
And he told [Dm] me, son, you've [C] got nothing [F] to fear
You're [Dm] sure as hell, [C] that ain't why [F] I'm here
[Bb] Set fire to [C] that old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
[Bb] Built by man [C] with his own bare hands
To protect [Bb] Saint Peter [C] and all [F] of his land
Hey, fucking Lord!
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As the waves crashed [C] into [F] their lips
And the tide welcomed [D] the two men [F] into death
With [Dm] such rhythm, [C] I swear that it [F] was said
And old Saint [Dm] John blessed [C] the water as it [F] broke
And cleaned [Dm] the city [C] of all that [F] it had
Ten thousand [Dm] men with [C] their daughters in [F] their lap
Such [Dm] a show, [Am] it's hard [F] to compete with that
[Bb] Follow that [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
Built [Bb] by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of his [F] land
[Dm] [F]
[C] [F]
[C] [F]
[Dm] [C] [F]
I saw two men [Dm] hanging [C] in the yard of [F] prison
For eulogies [Dm] spoken [C] for a crowd of [F] ten
Though none [Dm] of the eyes [C] will remember [F] them
Let [Dm] alone put [F] up all their friends
A young priest [Dm] placed the roses [C] on top of their [F] graves
As he spit out [Dm] the ground [C] in which they [F] were laid
Spoken [Dm] of men who've [C] been taken [F] as slaves
For a [Dm] single number [F] into a bastard's name
[Bb] Follow that [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
[Bb] Built by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of [F] his land
[C] [F]
[Dm] [F]
[Dm] [C] [F]
[Dm] [C] [F]
Felt the ground [Dm] shake heavily, [C] people [F] on flair
Their poor [Dm] family's fruit [C] was on their head [F] and brow
While dirty old [Dm] Leopold [C] was making [F] his rounds
They [Dm] got to kill him, [C] the old word [F] of mouth
The devil [Dm] took a stare [F] out of area
And he [Dm] knocked in [C] towards my [F] ear
And he told [Dm] me, son, you've [C] got nothing [F] to fear
You're [Dm] sure as hell, [C] that ain't why [F] I'm here
[Bb] Set fire to [C] that old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
[Bb] Built by man [C] with his own bare hands
To protect [Bb] Saint Peter [C] and all [F] of his land
Hey, fucking Lord!
[Dm] [C] [F]
[Dm] [C] [F]
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[Dm] [C] [F]
[Dm] [C] [F]
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[Dm] [C] [F]
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[Dm] [C] [F]
[D] [C] [F]
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[F] I heard two men [Dm] crying an [C] old prayer under [F] their breath
As the waves crashed [C] into [F] their lips
And the tide welcomed [D] the two men [F] into death
With [Dm] such rhythm, [C] I swear that it [F] was said _ _
And old Saint [Dm] John blessed [C] the water as it [F] broke
And cleaned [Dm] the city [C] of all that [F] it had
Ten thousand [Dm] men with [C] their daughters in [F] their lap
Such [Dm] a show, [Am] it's hard [F] to compete with that _ _
[Bb] Follow that [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
Built [Bb] by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of his [F] land
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[Dm] _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _ _ _
I saw two men [Dm] hanging [C] in the yard of [F] prison
For eulogies [Dm] spoken [C] for a crowd of [F] ten
Though none [Dm] of the eyes [C] will remember [F] them
Let [Dm] alone put [F] up all their friends
A _ young priest [Dm] placed the roses [C] on top of their [F] graves
As he spit out [Dm] the ground [C] in which they [F] were laid
Spoken [Dm] of men who've [C] been taken [F] as slaves
For a [Dm] single number [F] into a bastard's name _ _
[Bb] Follow that _ [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain _
[Bb] Built by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of [F] his land
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_ _ [Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
Felt the ground [Dm] shake heavily, [C] people [F] on flair
Their poor [Dm] family's fruit [C] was on their head [F] and brow
While dirty old [Dm] Leopold [C] was making [F] his rounds
They [Dm] got to kill him, [C] the old word [F] of mouth
The _ devil [Dm] took a stare [F] out of area
And he [Dm] knocked in [C] towards my [F] ear
And he told [Dm] me, son, you've [C] got nothing [F] to fear
You're [Dm] sure as hell, [C] that ain't why [F] I'm here
[Bb] Set fire to [C] that old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain _
[Bb] Built by man [C] with his own bare hands
To protect [Bb] Saint Peter [C] and all [F] of his land
Hey, fucking Lord!
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[F] I heard two men [Dm] crying an [C] old prayer under [F] their breath
As the waves crashed [C] into [F] their lips
And the tide welcomed [D] the two men [F] into death
With [Dm] such rhythm, [C] I swear that it [F] was said _ _
And old Saint [Dm] John blessed [C] the water as it [F] broke
And cleaned [Dm] the city [C] of all that [F] it had
Ten thousand [Dm] men with [C] their daughters in [F] their lap
Such [Dm] a show, [Am] it's hard [F] to compete with that _ _
[Bb] Follow that [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain
Built [Bb] by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of his [F] land
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _
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[Dm] _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _ _ _
I saw two men [Dm] hanging [C] in the yard of [F] prison
For eulogies [Dm] spoken [C] for a crowd of [F] ten
Though none [Dm] of the eyes [C] will remember [F] them
Let [Dm] alone put [F] up all their friends
A _ young priest [Dm] placed the roses [C] on top of their [F] graves
As he spit out [Dm] the ground [C] in which they [F] were laid
Spoken [Dm] of men who've [C] been taken [F] as slaves
For a [Dm] single number [F] into a bastard's name _ _
[Bb] Follow that _ [C] old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain _
[Bb] Built by man with [C] his own bare hands
To protect Saint [Bb] Peter [C] and all of [F] his land
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_ _ [Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
Felt the ground [Dm] shake heavily, [C] people [F] on flair
Their poor [Dm] family's fruit [C] was on their head [F] and brow
While dirty old [Dm] Leopold [C] was making [F] his rounds
They [Dm] got to kill him, [C] the old word [F] of mouth
The _ devil [Dm] took a stare [F] out of area
And he [Dm] knocked in [C] towards my [F] ear
And he told [Dm] me, son, you've [C] got nothing [F] to fear
You're [Dm] sure as hell, [C] that ain't why [F] I'm here
[Bb] Set fire to [C] that old river from the town
To [F] the darkest point to [Dm] the mountain _
[Bb] Built by man [C] with his own bare hands
To protect [Bb] Saint Peter [C] and all [F] of his land
Hey, fucking Lord!
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