Gimme The Keys Chords by Clutch

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_ _ _ [Am] Swaying from blinding [E] rays of the sun deep in the heart of July,
[G] _ _ [A] to perform for children of corn whose cross stood [E] well,
Swaying from [G] dying, [E] three names remain to [A] the end of the day,
we [Am] refuse their [E] vile _
_ [G] entreats.
[B] Standing our ground, we [E] pray for the ears between the harvester's teeth.
[G] _ _ [D] _ Great pains, hard-won cities, and I've never been across love that I've [G] met.
_ [D] Lord, I'm hiding in a chocolate hell, the eagles of the night, I'll remember well.
_ _ [Am] Gravel and locusts, they swore to rope us, we [F#] did our best to steer straight.
[G] _ _ [Am] Slayed her and hit straight into the [E] ditch, praying to Jesus and the Holy [G] Spirit.
_ [E] Despite the violence, sometimes I look back, her nostalgia begins [E] to take hold.
[G] _ _ [E] Wisdom [D#] of sorts is found in due course in the rows of silver and gold.
[G] _ _ [D] _ Great pains, hard-won cities, and I've never been across love that I've [G] met.
_ [D] Lord, I'm hiding in a chocolate hell, the eagles of the night, I'll remember [G] well.
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You hear [Am] what it means, _ they can keep their [D] carrots in. _ _ _ _
You hear what it means, you get the hell out of [G] college.
[A] _ Hey man, we don't got your, we don't [F] got your _ [G] SN57.
[Am] _ Look dude, why don't you try some of our shit?
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_ For [D#] bloody butchers, [A] we ran for hours, then hours grew [E] into years.
[G] _ [A] Stuck by the fury of John Brown's eyes and [G] still the [E] storm hasn't cleared.
[G] _ _ [A] Despite [C#] the mileage, sometimes I look back, her nostalgia begins [E] to take hold.
[G] _ _ [Am] [B] Wisdom of sorts is found of course in [E] rows of silver and gold.
_ [D] _ _ Great pains, hard-won cities, and I've never been across love that I've met.
_ Lord, I'm hiding in a chocolate hell, the eagles of the night, I'll remember [G] well.
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_ _ [Am] _ _ _ They can keep their [D] carrots in.
_ _ You _ _ hear what it means, you get the hell out of college. _ _ _ _ _ _
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