Toadvine Chords by Ben Nichols
Tempo:
81.75 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
G
Bb
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [E]
[C] [F] [C]
[F] I roll [Am] myself to the ground, [E] the hell it's [F] almost over [C] now.
I don't see nothing but the light.
[F] The [Am] darkness filled my [E] days, the rising [F] sun has shown a [C] way.
I don't see nothing but the light.
[D] The preacher's [F] lesson, simply [C] armageddon.
The devil, he knows [G] how to ride.
The
[D] killer [F] of men, no way to [C] save them.
Hell no, we all [G] have to die.
[F]
You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [A] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, [F] oh my, [Bb] oh my, [F] oh my.
Nothing [C] but the light.
[F] It
[C] [F]
[E] [F] [C] [F]
[C] [F] took my years in Omaha, [E] they thought me [F] dead but I weren't at [C] all.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
[F] Branded me for horse thievery, [E] between my eyes for all to [C] see.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
[D] When this [F] world's made, it's never meant to save [C] every [G] one kind.
[D] I don't [F] believe, God much had [C] me, had me much [G] in mind.
[F]
You wouldn't think that I'd [G] hear, a man could simply run [Am] clear.
Out of the country, but [Bb] oh my, [F] oh my, [Bb] oh my, oh [F] my.
There's nothing but the [C] light.
[F] [C]
[F] [G]
[Am] [Bb]
[F] [Bb]
[F] [C]
[C] [D] So tell me [F] barkeep, what is there to [C] drink?
With just a minimal [G] risk, [D] of blindness or [F] death.
It all tastes of [C] ashes, seems that's always what [G] we get.
It's always what you [F] have to get.
You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [Am] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, [F] oh my, [Bb] oh my, [F] oh my.
Nothing but [C] the light.
[F] [C]
[C] [F] [C]
[F] I roll [Am] myself to the ground, [E] the hell it's [F] almost over [C] now.
I don't see nothing but the light.
[F] The [Am] darkness filled my [E] days, the rising [F] sun has shown a [C] way.
I don't see nothing but the light.
[D] The preacher's [F] lesson, simply [C] armageddon.
The devil, he knows [G] how to ride.
The
[D] killer [F] of men, no way to [C] save them.
Hell no, we all [G] have to die.
[F]
You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [A] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, [F] oh my, [Bb] oh my, [F] oh my.
Nothing [C] but the light.
[F] It
[C] [F]
[E] [F] [C] [F]
[C] [F] took my years in Omaha, [E] they thought me [F] dead but I weren't at [C] all.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
[F] Branded me for horse thievery, [E] between my eyes for all to [C] see.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
[D] When this [F] world's made, it's never meant to save [C] every [G] one kind.
[D] I don't [F] believe, God much had [C] me, had me much [G] in mind.
[F]
You wouldn't think that I'd [G] hear, a man could simply run [Am] clear.
Out of the country, but [Bb] oh my, [F] oh my, [Bb] oh my, oh [F] my.
There's nothing but the [C] light.
[F] [C]
[F] [G]
[Am] [Bb]
[F] [Bb]
[F] [C]
[C] [D] So tell me [F] barkeep, what is there to [C] drink?
With just a minimal [G] risk, [D] of blindness or [F] death.
It all tastes of [C] ashes, seems that's always what [G] we get.
It's always what you [F] have to get.
You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [Am] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, [F] oh my, [Bb] oh my, [F] oh my.
Nothing but [C] the light.
[F] [C]
Key:
F
C
G
Bb
Am
F
C
G
_ _ [Am] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
[F] I roll [Am] myself to the ground, [E] the hell it's [F] almost over [C] now.
I don't see nothing but the light. _ _
[F] The [Am] darkness filled my [E] days, the rising [F] sun has shown a [C] way.
I don't see nothing but the light. _ _
[D] _ _ The preacher's [F] lesson, simply [C] armageddon.
The devil, he knows [G] how to ride.
The _
[D] _ _ killer [F] of men, no way to [C] save them.
Hell no, we all [G] have to die. _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [A] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, _ [F] oh my, _ [Bb] oh my, _ _ [F] oh my.
Nothing [C] but the light.
[F] It _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] took my years in Omaha, [E] they thought me [F] dead but I weren't at [C] all.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
_ _ [F] Branded me for horse thievery, [E] between my eyes for all to [C] see.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
_ _ _ [D] When this [F] world's made, it's never meant to save [C] _ every [G] one kind.
_ _ [D] _ I don't [F] believe, God much had [C] me, had me much [G] in mind.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You wouldn't think that I'd [G] hear, a man could simply run [Am] clear.
Out of the country, but [Bb] oh my, _ _ [F] oh my, _ _ [Bb] oh my, _ oh [F] my.
There's nothing but the [C] light.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ So tell me [F] barkeep, what is there to [C] drink?
With just a minimal [G] risk, _ _ _ [D] _ of blindness or [F] death.
It all tastes of [C] ashes, seems that's always what [G] we get.
It's always what you [F] have to get. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [Am] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, _ [F] oh my, _ [Bb] oh my, _ _ [F] oh my.
Nothing but [C] the light.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
[F] I roll [Am] myself to the ground, [E] the hell it's [F] almost over [C] now.
I don't see nothing but the light. _ _
[F] The [Am] darkness filled my [E] days, the rising [F] sun has shown a [C] way.
I don't see nothing but the light. _ _
[D] _ _ The preacher's [F] lesson, simply [C] armageddon.
The devil, he knows [G] how to ride.
The _
[D] _ _ killer [F] of men, no way to [C] save them.
Hell no, we all [G] have to die. _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [A] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, _ [F] oh my, _ [Bb] oh my, _ _ [F] oh my.
Nothing [C] but the light.
[F] It _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] took my years in Omaha, [E] they thought me [F] dead but I weren't at [C] all.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
_ _ [F] Branded me for horse thievery, [E] between my eyes for all to [C] see.
And I [F] left them bleeding [C] in the mud.
_ _ _ [D] When this [F] world's made, it's never meant to save [C] _ every [G] one kind.
_ _ [D] _ I don't [F] believe, God much had [C] me, had me much [G] in mind.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You wouldn't think that I'd [G] hear, a man could simply run [Am] clear.
Out of the country, but [Bb] oh my, _ _ [F] oh my, _ _ [Bb] oh my, _ oh [F] my.
There's nothing but the [C] light.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ So tell me [F] barkeep, what is there to [C] drink?
With just a minimal [G] risk, _ _ _ [D] _ of blindness or [F] death.
It all tastes of [C] ashes, seems that's always what [G] we get.
It's always what you [F] have to get. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You wouldn't think that [G] I'd hear, a man could simply [Am] run clear.
Out of the country, [Bb] but oh my, _ [F] oh my, _ [Bb] oh my, _ _ [F] oh my.
Nothing but [C] the light.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _