Raising The Dead Chords by Johnny Flynn
Tempo:
107.05 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] .
Here's a little song.
.
The old man's in the kitchen he's a smile sort of laughing and [C#m] the radios [B] are beating.
from the [A] stars that [E] are cocking up the change in his pockets and the shrug of his shoulders.
and the [C#m] blood from his [B] fingers and the [A] love that I [E] hold for him.
[A] Oh, raising the [E] day, raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, raising [A] the day.
.
And [E] those old songs are twitching and the knees that are pitching and the fireworks.
[B] are grinning and [A] we all got it [E] spinning to the place where he lived and the room that.
he died in and [C#m] he sung a [B] plane on the [A] radio [E] that night.
[A] Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] .
raising the [E] day, raising the [B] day, raising [A] the day.
.
[E] He operates on a low frequency [C#m] to take down the [B] pillars of [A] our [E] society.
Walking on his saracens, walking on the creeds, [C#m] walking on the [B] paths, [A] walking like [E] a thief.
[A] Oh, raising the [E] day, raising the day, raising the day.
.
[C#m] Oh, raising the [E] day, raising [B] the day, raising [A] the day.
[E] Like a loud and rangely spirit, I have to find his way back [C#m] to me where [B] I feel it with [A] myself on [E] my way.
On my way to the old man in the kitchen, on my way to [C#m] the power in [B] me, broken-hearted [A] people who [E] all say.
[A] Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the day, raising the day.
[C#m] Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the day, raising [A] the day.
Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, [E].
raising the day.
Oh, [A] oh, oh, oh, raising [E] the band, raising [B] the band, [E].
raising the band.
.
Here's a little song.
.
The old man's in the kitchen he's a smile sort of laughing and [C#m] the radios [B] are beating.
from the [A] stars that [E] are cocking up the change in his pockets and the shrug of his shoulders.
and the [C#m] blood from his [B] fingers and the [A] love that I [E] hold for him.
[A] Oh, raising the [E] day, raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, raising [A] the day.
.
And [E] those old songs are twitching and the knees that are pitching and the fireworks.
[B] are grinning and [A] we all got it [E] spinning to the place where he lived and the room that.
he died in and [C#m] he sung a [B] plane on the [A] radio [E] that night.
[A] Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] .
raising the [E] day, raising the [B] day, raising [A] the day.
.
[E] He operates on a low frequency [C#m] to take down the [B] pillars of [A] our [E] society.
Walking on his saracens, walking on the creeds, [C#m] walking on the [B] paths, [A] walking like [E] a thief.
[A] Oh, raising the [E] day, raising the day, raising the day.
.
[C#m] Oh, raising the [E] day, raising [B] the day, raising [A] the day.
[E] Like a loud and rangely spirit, I have to find his way back [C#m] to me where [B] I feel it with [A] myself on [E] my way.
On my way to the old man in the kitchen, on my way to [C#m] the power in [B] me, broken-hearted [A] people who [E] all say.
[A] Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the day, raising the day.
[C#m] Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the day, raising [A] the day.
Oh, raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, [E].
raising the day.
Oh, [A] oh, oh, oh, raising [E] the band, raising [B] the band, [E].
raising the band.
.
Key:
E
A
B
C#m
E
A
B
C#m
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ Here's a little _ song.
_ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ The _ old man's in the kitchen he's a smile sort of laughing and [C#m] the radios [B] are beating.
from the [A] stars that [E] are cocking up the change in his pockets and the shrug of his shoulders.
and the [C#m] blood from his [B] fingers and the [A] love that I [E] hold for him.
[A] Oh, _ raising the [E] day, raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] _ _ raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, raising [A] the day.
_ .
_ _ _ And [E] those old songs are twitching and the knees that are pitching and the fireworks.
[B] are grinning and [A] we all got it [E] spinning to the place where he lived and the room that.
he died in and [C#m] he sung a [B] plane on the [A] radio [E] that night.
[A] Oh, _ raising [E] the day, _ raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] _ _ .
raising the [E] day, _ raising the [B] day, _ raising [A] the day.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ [E] _ He operates on a low frequency [C#m] to take down the [B] pillars of [A] our [E] society.
_ Walking on his saracens, walking on the creeds, [C#m] walking on the [B] paths, [A] walking like [E] a thief.
[A] Oh, _ raising the [E] day, _ raising the day, _ raising the day.
_ .
_ [C#m] _ Oh, raising the [E] day, raising [B] the day, raising [A] the day.
_ _ _ _ [E] Like a loud and rangely spirit, I have to find his way back [C#m] to me where [B] I feel it with [A] myself on [E] my way.
On my way to the old man in the kitchen, on my way to [C#m] the power in [B] me, broken-hearted [A] people who [E] all say.
[A] Oh, _ raising [E] the day, _ raising the day, _ raising the day.
_ [C#m] Oh, _ raising [E] the day, raising the day, _ raising [A] the day.
_ _ Oh, _ raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, [E].
raising the day.
Oh, [A] oh, oh, oh, raising [E] the band, raising [B] the band, [E].
raising the band.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ Here's a little _ song.
_ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ The _ old man's in the kitchen he's a smile sort of laughing and [C#m] the radios [B] are beating.
from the [A] stars that [E] are cocking up the change in his pockets and the shrug of his shoulders.
and the [C#m] blood from his [B] fingers and the [A] love that I [E] hold for him.
[A] Oh, _ raising the [E] day, raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] _ _ raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, raising [A] the day.
_ .
_ _ _ And [E] those old songs are twitching and the knees that are pitching and the fireworks.
[B] are grinning and [A] we all got it [E] spinning to the place where he lived and the room that.
he died in and [C#m] he sung a [B] plane on the [A] radio [E] that night.
[A] Oh, _ raising [E] the day, _ raising the day, raising the day.
Oh, [C#m] _ _ .
raising the [E] day, _ raising the [B] day, _ raising [A] the day.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ [E] _ He operates on a low frequency [C#m] to take down the [B] pillars of [A] our [E] society.
_ Walking on his saracens, walking on the creeds, [C#m] walking on the [B] paths, [A] walking like [E] a thief.
[A] Oh, _ raising the [E] day, _ raising the day, _ raising the day.
_ .
_ [C#m] _ Oh, raising the [E] day, raising [B] the day, raising [A] the day.
_ _ _ _ [E] Like a loud and rangely spirit, I have to find his way back [C#m] to me where [B] I feel it with [A] myself on [E] my way.
On my way to the old man in the kitchen, on my way to [C#m] the power in [B] me, broken-hearted [A] people who [E] all say.
[A] Oh, _ raising [E] the day, _ raising the day, _ raising the day.
_ [C#m] Oh, _ raising [E] the day, raising the day, _ raising [A] the day.
_ _ Oh, _ raising [E] the day, raising the [B] day, [E].
raising the day.
Oh, [A] oh, oh, oh, raising [E] the band, raising [B] the band, [E].
raising the band.
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