Chords for What Would a Wookie Do? by Clutch

Tempo:
96.5 bpm
Chords used:

A

C

D

G

Am

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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What Would a Wookie Do? by Clutch chords
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[A]
[C] [G] [Am] [A]
[D] [A]
[Am] [D] [G] [A]
[G]
[D] [A]
[C] [D] [A] [G]
[A] [D]
[C] [A] [Am]
[G] [A] [D] [A]
[C]
round and round but everybody scouts when the Indian
bird goes down.
Rob the bailroom, the cis, copping magazines, but honestly speaking now we all got the same disease.
I'm afraid the party's [Am] cancelled, the [D] summer's never [A] sure.
I was handsome, [C] I was [E] 4'4", no.
[A] [C] Boys get ready, [D] let me get [A] too much.
All the women suffer, [C] the [A] worst is wicked glutz.
[C] [A]
Those theocrats, with cricket [G] bats.
[A] There's more life [D] to love [A] than death, you never take it back.
A grave of danger, you crouch and rave [G] up.
[A] But do love, I don't got to go, I'll see you all [C] later.
All fist is dragging, one leg behind.
[Dm] And when [C] the trap is from the warrior, loses its [E] mind.
[C] Assassins tripping, high on hashish.
But honestly speaking [D] now we all [C] need the same relief.
[D]
[C] [D] One day or another kid, our war will be gone.
[C] [D] One day or another kid, our death will be done.
[C] [D] One day or another kid, our war will be gone.
[Am] [D] One day.
[C]
[D] [A] Shadow of Otis, you [C] have your orders.
[G] [A] Invisible, [D] free face, free incoming orders.
[A] [C] Those [A] liars living, [C] I'm demanding.
Keep on firing, until the last [D] man [C] standing.
Stock costing habits, go round and round.
But everybody [C] scatters when the stock market goes down.
Roth or Barron is this, copy bag disease.
But honestly speaking now we all got the same [A] disease.
I'm afraid the husband came, so [D] the game never [A] shows.
All [C] the trips were frail, so I [D] must [A] fall for the noose.
So let's get ready, [Dm] let [A] me get too much.
All the world will suffer, [C] the [G] world's wicked clutch.
Key:  
A
1231
C
3211
D
1321
G
2131
Am
2311
A
1231
C
3211
D
1321
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[C] _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Am] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[C] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [G] _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
round and round but everybody scouts when the Indian
bird goes down.
Rob the bailroom, the cis, copping magazines, but honestly speaking now we all got the same disease.
I'm afraid the party's [Am] cancelled, the [D] summer's never [A] sure.
I was handsome, [C] I was [E] 4'4", no.
[A] _ [C] Boys get ready, [D] let me get [A] too much.
All the women suffer, [C] the [A] worst is wicked glutz. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ Those theocrats, with cricket [G] bats.
_ [A] There's more life [D] to love [A] than death, you never take it back. _
A grave of danger, you crouch and rave [G] up.
[A] But do love, I don't got to go, I'll see you all [C] later.
All fist is dragging, one leg behind.
[Dm] And when [C] the trap is from the warrior, loses its [E] mind.
_ [C] Assassins tripping, high on hashish.
But honestly speaking [D] now we all [C] need the same relief.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ [D] _ One day or another kid, _ _ our war will be gone.
[C] _ [D] _ One day or another kid, _ _ our death will be done.
[C] _ [D] _ One day or another kid, _ _ our war will be gone.
[Am] _ [D] _ One day.
[C] _ _ _
_ [D] [A] Shadow of Otis, you [C] have your orders.
[G] _ [A] Invisible, [D] free face, free incoming orders.
_ [A] _ [C] Those [A] liars living, _ [C] I'm demanding.
Keep on firing, until the last [D] man [C] standing.
Stock costing habits, go round and round.
But everybody [C] scatters when the stock market goes down.
Roth or Barron is this, copy bag disease.
But honestly speaking now we all got the same [A] disease.
I'm afraid the husband came, so [D] the game never [A] shows.
All [C] the trips were frail, so I [D] must [A] fall for the noose.
So let's get ready, [Dm] let [A] me get too much.
All the world will suffer, [C] the [G] world's wicked clutch. _ _ _ _
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