Chords for Dave Van Ronk & Patrick Sky - Luang Prabang (Live 1973)
Tempo:
72.65 bpm
Chords used:
F
G#
A
Am
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
When I came back from Luang Prabang, I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
But I got a wooden middle and a fine harangue, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, [F] follow me.
And [G#] now the boys all envy me, I fought for Christian democracy,
With nothing but air where [N] my balls used to be, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Let one and twenty cannon thunder into the bloody wild blue yonder,
For a patriotic, ball-less wonder, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, [A] if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[Am] And the wine provider is [N] a spot where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriarch, and every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a [E] hero, follow me.
[D] Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[F#] Mourn your dead land of the [C] free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[N]
But I got a wooden middle and a fine harangue, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, [F] follow me.
And [G#] now the boys all envy me, I fought for Christian democracy,
With nothing but air where [N] my balls used to be, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Let one and twenty cannon thunder into the bloody wild blue yonder,
For a patriotic, ball-less wonder, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, [A] if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[Am] And the wine provider is [N] a spot where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriarch, and every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a [E] hero, follow me.
[D] Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[F#] Mourn your dead land of the [C] free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[N]
Key:
F
G#
A
Am
E
F
G#
A
When I came back from Luang Prabang, I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
But I got a wooden middle and a fine harangue, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, [F] follow me.
And [G#] now the boys all envy me, I fought for Christian democracy,
With nothing but air where [N] my balls used to be, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Let one and twenty cannon thunder into the bloody wild blue yonder,
For a patriotic, ball-less wonder, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, [A] if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[Am] And the wine provider is [N] a spot where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriarch, and every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a [E] hero, follow me.
[D] Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[F#] Mourn your dead land of the [C] free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
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But I got a wooden middle and a fine harangue, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, [F] follow me.
And [G#] now the boys all envy me, I fought for Christian democracy,
With nothing but air where [N] my balls used to be, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Let one and twenty cannon thunder into the bloody wild blue yonder,
For a patriotic, ball-less wonder, now I'm a fuckin' hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, [A] if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[Am] And the wine provider is [N] a spot where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriarch, and every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a [E] hero, follow me.
[D] Mourn your dead land of the free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
[F#] Mourn your dead land of the [C] free, if you wanna be a hero, follow me.
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