Celtic Ballad Chords by The Saints
Tempo:
84.775 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
F
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [F] [C]
[F] [C] [G]
Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone [C] to show me [D] the way.
[G]
Everywhere I look I see people, empty vessels that had lost their way.
Clouded streets with a reek of madness, grey-colored sadness, rain [C] don't [D] wash away.
[G]
Drunken memories lie in the gutter, with brown paper bags and the [D] junk [G] from the night.
Faded dreams dressed in froths of velvet, with painted faces in short decay.
Let the mothers of future children, are beaten senseless by the light of day.
[C] Why, why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
[C] And why, why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
[G]
Some will die in the breath of me singing, and some will kill on their way to [D] the top.
[G]
And I know there is justice somewhere, and it asks [D] someone to show [G] it the way.
[C] Why, why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
[C] And why, why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
[G]
[A] [D] [G]
[A] [D] [G]
Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone to show [D] me the way.
[G] Everywhere I [C] look [G] I see people, empty vessels that [D] had lost [G] their way.
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[F] [C] [G]
Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone [C] to show me [D] the way.
[G]
Everywhere I look I see people, empty vessels that had lost their way.
Clouded streets with a reek of madness, grey-colored sadness, rain [C] don't [D] wash away.
[G]
Drunken memories lie in the gutter, with brown paper bags and the [D] junk [G] from the night.
Faded dreams dressed in froths of velvet, with painted faces in short decay.
Let the mothers of future children, are beaten senseless by the light of day.
[C] Why, why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
[C] And why, why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
[G]
Some will die in the breath of me singing, and some will kill on their way to [D] the top.
[G]
And I know there is justice somewhere, and it asks [D] someone to show [G] it the way.
[C] Why, why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
[C] And why, why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
[G]
[A] [D] [G]
[A] [D] [G]
Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone to show [D] me the way.
[G] Everywhere I [C] look [G] I see people, empty vessels that [D] had lost [G] their way.
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Key:
G
D
C
F
A
G
D
C
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _
[F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
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Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone [C] to show me [D] the way.
[G] _
Everywhere I look I see people, empty vessels that had lost their way.
Clouded streets with a reek of madness, grey-colored sadness, rain [C] don't [D] wash away.
[G] _
Drunken memories lie in the gutter, with brown paper bags and the [D] junk [G] from the night.
Faded dreams dressed in froths of velvet, with painted faces in short decay.
Let the mothers of future children, are beaten senseless by the light of day.
_ _ _ _ [C] Why, _ why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
_ _ _ [C] And why, _ why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
_ _ [G]
Some will die in the breath of me singing, and some will kill on their way to [D] the top.
[G]
And I know there is justice somewhere, and it asks [D] someone to show [G] it the way.
_ _ _ _ [C] Why, why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
_ _ _ [C] And why, _ why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
_ _ [G] _
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_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ [G] _
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_ _ [A] _ [D] _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone to show [D] me the way.
[G] Everywhere I [C] look [G] I see people, empty vessels that [D] had lost [G] their way. _
_ _ _ www.mooji.org. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
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Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone [C] to show me [D] the way.
[G] _
Everywhere I look I see people, empty vessels that had lost their way.
Clouded streets with a reek of madness, grey-colored sadness, rain [C] don't [D] wash away.
[G] _
Drunken memories lie in the gutter, with brown paper bags and the [D] junk [G] from the night.
Faded dreams dressed in froths of velvet, with painted faces in short decay.
Let the mothers of future children, are beaten senseless by the light of day.
_ _ _ _ [C] Why, _ why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
_ _ _ [C] And why, _ why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
_ _ [G]
Some will die in the breath of me singing, and some will kill on their way to [D] the top.
[G]
And I know there is justice somewhere, and it asks [D] someone to show [G] it the way.
_ _ _ _ [C] Why, why does there have to be [G] all this insanity?
_ _ _ [C] And why, _ why do I feel [D] like it's following me?
_ _ [G] _
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_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ [G] _
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_ _ [A] _ [D] _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ Every day I am going somewhere, asking someone to show [D] me the way.
[G] Everywhere I [C] look [G] I see people, empty vessels that [D] had lost [G] their way. _
_ _ _ www.mooji.org. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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