Chords for Enter The Haggis: The Litter And The Leaves (LIVE)
Tempo:
145.2 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
F#
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[G] [Em] [G]
[A]
[D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D] [A] [F#]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[A] [D] [A] [E]
[A] Another link in the chain and it won't seem [F#] breaking down, even guttering a smile.
[A]
[D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D] [A] [F#]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[A] [D] [A] [E]
[A] Another link in the chain and it won't seem [F#] breaking down, even guttering a smile.
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A
D
E
F#
F#m
A
D
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] Another link in the chain and it won't seem [F#] breaking down, even guttering a smile.
[D] It's another day, [A]
suffice it, we'll face [D] another number, showing [F#] what we're _ made [A] of.
This time, preachers, children, won't come, three more [F#] won't even come.
Yet it's another _ day.
[D] But straight down, what [A] is the world's having?
[E] And they're never gonna [A] go away. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
In the peace where we're gonna land, you'll find [A] me in the gutter.
We'll face [D] the weak, we'll make [E] hard stand, and we'll smile.
[C#] On my face, [D] and a bottle in my hand, you'll find [A] me in the [F#] gutter in the [A] morning. _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] And we'll be [F#] with the leader and the leaders, we tremble.
Years where our memories are made.
[D] All the real [F#] life starts in the colors in the [D] park.
All [A] the feeling out [E] of day is faded.
[B] [A] We just don't know how to take it.
[F#] We've been taken, and decided, and afraid.
[D] While they all shake hands [A] and draw their lives in the [D] sand,
and forget [Em] all of the [A] nails they've mowed. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] In the peace where we're gonna land, you'll find [A] me in the gutter.
We'll face the weak, we'll [B] make hard stand, and [A] we'll smile.
On [C#] my face, and a [F#m] bottle in my hand, you'll find [A] me in the gutter in the morning.
We'll smile.
On my [D] face, and a bottle in my [D] hand, you'll find [A] me in the gutter in [E] the _
_ [A] morning. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ That's Bruce McCartney on the drum. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ All right, sing it. _ _
_ _ _ They [D] have been [A] shined.
_ They have been [F#m] _
[E] indicted.
_ [A] _ We've [D] been _ [A] _
ignited.
You're breaking [E] to make bed.
_ _ [A] We will deny _ them.
This will be [F#] our [E] anthem.
_ [A] We will defy them to the bitter [E] _
end.
_ Words, witnesses heard.
We know it's not that simple.
Their lies open our eyes.
For us to rise, I erase.
_ The world, it isn't this small.
And we know it's not that _ simple.
And the gutters give birth, and we're filled with sweet.
And singing we'll shake with the sound of _ peace. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And we'll sing [F#m] a good anthem till the day we die.
[A] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ [A] _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ And life goes on.
_ [F#m] _
The [E] city [D] fades away. _ _
[Bm] And you can't see [F#m] the fireworks _ [C#] by the [D] light of day. _
[E] _ _ [F#m] _ We're [F#] not on [E] the payroll.
_ _ [C#m] We're just getting [D] by.
_ _ But we'll sing our [E] good anthem _ till [F#m] we die, [D] die, die. _
We'll [Bm] sing our good [E] anthem _ till [D] we _ [A] die.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] Another link in the chain and it won't seem [F#] breaking down, even guttering a smile.
[D] It's another day, [A]
suffice it, we'll face [D] another number, showing [F#] what we're _ made [A] of.
This time, preachers, children, won't come, three more [F#] won't even come.
Yet it's another _ day.
[D] But straight down, what [A] is the world's having?
[E] And they're never gonna [A] go away. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
In the peace where we're gonna land, you'll find [A] me in the gutter.
We'll face [D] the weak, we'll make [E] hard stand, and we'll smile.
[C#] On my face, [D] and a bottle in my hand, you'll find [A] me in the [F#] gutter in the [A] morning. _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] And we'll be [F#] with the leader and the leaders, we tremble.
Years where our memories are made.
[D] All the real [F#] life starts in the colors in the [D] park.
All [A] the feeling out [E] of day is faded.
[B] [A] We just don't know how to take it.
[F#] We've been taken, and decided, and afraid.
[D] While they all shake hands [A] and draw their lives in the [D] sand,
and forget [Em] all of the [A] nails they've mowed. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] In the peace where we're gonna land, you'll find [A] me in the gutter.
We'll face the weak, we'll [B] make hard stand, and [A] we'll smile.
On [C#] my face, and a [F#m] bottle in my hand, you'll find [A] me in the gutter in the morning.
We'll smile.
On my [D] face, and a bottle in my [D] hand, you'll find [A] me in the gutter in [E] the _
_ [A] morning. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ That's Bruce McCartney on the drum. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ All right, sing it. _ _
_ _ _ They [D] have been [A] shined.
_ They have been [F#m] _
[E] indicted.
_ [A] _ We've [D] been _ [A] _
ignited.
You're breaking [E] to make bed.
_ _ [A] We will deny _ them.
This will be [F#] our [E] anthem.
_ [A] We will defy them to the bitter [E] _
end.
_ Words, witnesses heard.
We know it's not that simple.
Their lies open our eyes.
For us to rise, I erase.
_ The world, it isn't this small.
And we know it's not that _ simple.
And the gutters give birth, and we're filled with sweet.
And singing we'll shake with the sound of _ peace. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And we'll sing [F#m] a good anthem till the day we die.
[A] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ [A] _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ And life goes on.
_ [F#m] _
The [E] city [D] fades away. _ _
[Bm] And you can't see [F#m] the fireworks _ [C#] by the [D] light of day. _
[E] _ _ [F#m] _ We're [F#] not on [E] the payroll.
_ _ [C#m] We're just getting [D] by.
_ _ But we'll sing our [E] good anthem _ till [F#m] we die, [D] die, die. _
We'll [Bm] sing our good [E] anthem _ till [D] we _ [A] die.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _