Cannon Fodder Chords by Benjamin Tod
Tempo:
132.2 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Em
B
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [C] Blood stains [G] on my collar, [Bm] powders [C] on my dollars, [G] filthy haze and something strange stuck beneath my [A] skin.
[C] And I miss the [G] past and your sweet laugh ringing [C] from the holler.
[Am] Oh, but what a [Em] waste to dream and [C] chase for, we [D] are cannon [Em] fodder.
[C]
And oh, how we all [G] pretend, although we know not a soul will be [Em] there in the end.
[G] It's funny how [B] a bottle [Em] feels closer than a friend,
[G] never holds [B] back [C]
and [G] always gives in.
[C] Who you are [G] now is a [B] warm and [G] destined feeling, [C] keeps my [G] ears ringing like a gunshot on [B] the porch.
[C]
And in [G] our prime we both may find something to [C] believe in,
[G] but it's [Am] cure in [Em] time and my
last dime is [C] gonna put [D] me through [Em] the ceiling.
[C]
And oh, how we [G] all pretend, although we know not a soul will be there in [Em] the end.
[G] It's funny how [B] a bottle [G] feels closer [Em] than a friend, never holds [B] back [C] and always [G] gives in.
Never holds [B] back [C] and [G] always gives in.
[C] And I miss the [G] past and your sweet laugh ringing [C] from the holler.
[Am] Oh, but what a [Em] waste to dream and [C] chase for, we [D] are cannon [Em] fodder.
[C]
And oh, how we all [G] pretend, although we know not a soul will be [Em] there in the end.
[G] It's funny how [B] a bottle [Em] feels closer than a friend,
[G] never holds [B] back [C]
and [G] always gives in.
[C] Who you are [G] now is a [B] warm and [G] destined feeling, [C] keeps my [G] ears ringing like a gunshot on [B] the porch.
[C]
And in [G] our prime we both may find something to [C] believe in,
[G] but it's [Am] cure in [Em] time and my
last dime is [C] gonna put [D] me through [Em] the ceiling.
[C]
And oh, how we [G] all pretend, although we know not a soul will be there in [Em] the end.
[G] It's funny how [B] a bottle [G] feels closer [Em] than a friend, never holds [B] back [C] and always [G] gives in.
Never holds [B] back [C] and [G] always gives in.
Key:
G
C
Em
B
A
G
C
Em
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [C] _ Blood stains [G] on my collar, _ [Bm] _ _ powders [C] on my dollars, _ _ _ [G] filthy haze and something strange stuck beneath my [A] skin.
_ _ _ _ [C] And I miss the [G] past and your sweet laugh ringing [C] from the holler. _ _
_ _ [Am] Oh, but what a [Em] waste to dream and [C] chase for, we [D] are cannon [Em] fodder.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
And oh, how we all [G] pretend, _ _ _ _ _ _ although we know _ not a soul will be [Em] there in the end. _
_ _ _ _ [G] It's funny how [B] a bottle _ [Em] feels closer than a friend, _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ never holds [B] back _ [C]
and [G] always gives in. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ Who you are [G] now is a [B] warm and [G] destined feeling, _ [C] _ keeps my [G] ears ringing like a gunshot on [B] the porch.
_ _ _ _ _ [C]
And in [G] our prime we both may find _ something to [C] believe in, _ _
_ [G] but it's [Am] cure in [Em] time and my
last dime is [C] gonna put [D] me through [Em] the ceiling.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
And oh, how we [G] all pretend, _ _ _ _ _ although we know _ not a soul will be there in [Em] the end. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] It's funny how [B] a bottle _ [G] feels closer [Em] than a friend, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ never holds [B] back _ _ [C] and always [G] gives in. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Never _ holds [B] back [C] and _ [G] always gives in. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [C] _ Blood stains [G] on my collar, _ [Bm] _ _ powders [C] on my dollars, _ _ _ [G] filthy haze and something strange stuck beneath my [A] skin.
_ _ _ _ [C] And I miss the [G] past and your sweet laugh ringing [C] from the holler. _ _
_ _ [Am] Oh, but what a [Em] waste to dream and [C] chase for, we [D] are cannon [Em] fodder.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
And oh, how we all [G] pretend, _ _ _ _ _ _ although we know _ not a soul will be [Em] there in the end. _
_ _ _ _ [G] It's funny how [B] a bottle _ [Em] feels closer than a friend, _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ never holds [B] back _ [C]
and [G] always gives in. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ Who you are [G] now is a [B] warm and [G] destined feeling, _ [C] _ keeps my [G] ears ringing like a gunshot on [B] the porch.
_ _ _ _ _ [C]
And in [G] our prime we both may find _ something to [C] believe in, _ _
_ [G] but it's [Am] cure in [Em] time and my
last dime is [C] gonna put [D] me through [Em] the ceiling.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
And oh, how we [G] all pretend, _ _ _ _ _ although we know _ not a soul will be there in [Em] the end. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] It's funny how [B] a bottle _ [G] feels closer [Em] than a friend, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ never holds [B] back _ _ [C] and always [G] gives in. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Never _ holds [B] back [C] and _ [G] always gives in. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _