Chords for Allal
Tempo:
96.9 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
F
Bb
Ab
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Eb]
[F]
[Eb]
[F]
[Eb]
We are the people of the land, [Eb] we are the people of the land
[F]
We are the people of [Eb] the land
We are the people of [Ab] the land, we are [Fm] the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people [F] of the land, we are the people of the land
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
[Eb] The day you lost me, my love, you left me to my friends
The day you died, I was a beggar, and you are sad
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
They put me in a cellar, [F] and I beg to read the pictures
They lock me in a cellar, and I am trapped
The wind raises me, and the clouds make me a slave
My soul is looking for your light, and standing by your door
[Eb] All the people are your people, oh merciful ones
They [Bb] put me in a cellar, and I beg to read the pictures
They put me in a cellar, and I beg to read the pictures
I left my love to die
I left my friends to complain
I swear to God, my dear
I'm going to give you a high grade
And I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the [F] bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
[Bb] I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
[F]
[Eb]
[F]
[Eb]
We are the people of the land, [Eb] we are the people of the land
[F]
We are the people of [Eb] the land
We are the people of [Ab] the land, we are [Fm] the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people [F] of the land, we are the people of the land
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
[Eb] The day you lost me, my love, you left me to my friends
The day you died, I was a beggar, and you are sad
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
They put me in a cellar, [F] and I beg to read the pictures
They lock me in a cellar, and I am trapped
The wind raises me, and the clouds make me a slave
My soul is looking for your light, and standing by your door
[Eb] All the people are your people, oh merciful ones
They [Bb] put me in a cellar, and I beg to read the pictures
They put me in a cellar, and I beg to read the pictures
I left my love to die
I left my friends to complain
I swear to God, my dear
I'm going to give you a high grade
And I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the [F] bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
[Bb] I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
Key:
Eb
F
Bb
Ab
Fm
Eb
F
Bb
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
We are the people of the land, [Eb] we are the people of the land
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
We are the people of [Eb] the land
We _ _ _ are the people of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] the land, we are [Fm] the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people [F] of the land, we are the people of the land
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
[Eb] The day you lost me, my love, you left me to my friends
The day you died, I was a beggar, and you are sad
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
They put me in a cellar, [F] and I beg to read the pictures
They lock me in a cellar, and I am trapped
_ The wind raises me, and the clouds make me a slave
My soul is looking for your light, and standing by your door
[Eb] All the people are your people, oh merciful ones
They [Bb] put me in a cellar, and I beg to read the pictures
They put me in a cellar, _ and I beg to read the pictures
I left my love to die
I left my friends to complain
I swear to God, my dear
I'm going to give you a high grade
And I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the [F] bed of the world _ _ _
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
_ I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
[Bb] I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
We are the people of the land, [Eb] we are the people of the land
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
We are the people of [Eb] the land
We _ _ _ are the people of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] the land, we are [Fm] the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people of the land, we are the people of the land
We are the people [F] of the land, we are the people of the land
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
Why don't you die?
[Eb] The day you lost me, my love, you left me to my friends
The day you died, I was a beggar, and you are sad
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
The land doesn't sell, and the people are crying
They put me in a cellar, [F] and I beg to read the pictures
They lock me in a cellar, and I am trapped
_ The wind raises me, and the clouds make me a slave
My soul is looking for your light, and standing by your door
[Eb] All the people are your people, oh merciful ones
They [Bb] put me in a cellar, and I beg to read the pictures
They put me in a cellar, _ and I beg to read the pictures
I left my love to die
I left my friends to complain
I swear to God, my dear
I'm going to give you a high grade
And I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the [F] bed of the world _ _ _
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
_ I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
[Bb] I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world
I'm going to sleep on the bed of the world _ _ _ _
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