Man O War Chords by Eric Bachmann
Tempo:
98 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
B
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[G]
[D] [A]
[G]
[D] Floating in the [A] cold water,
[G] where ghosts of sorrow haunt [D] the deep.
Reaching down to drag [A] the ruins,
[G] and roam the long deserted [D] streets.
Of an old abandoned [A] temple,
[G] buried in the narrow [D] streets.
Off the coast of Tarifa,
[G] Spain.
[D]
Gypsies scattered through [A] the desert,
[G] across the Atlas mountain [D] range.
Hoarding remnants from the devil, [A]
[G] from the Empire's [D] iron ring.
Cluttered down the [A] mouths of rivers,
[G] widowed lovers [D] bathed and cleaned.
Silken scarves [A] embroidered for their brand [G] new queen.
[A] And every time she rises up, the [D] ocean sinks.
[A] The memory drags a drape of a thousand [D] angry steams.
And like the moon doesn't mind, [G] if the sun [D] doesn't shine.
[G] The sea [D] doesn't care, [A] if you're lonesome [G] tonight.
Like the love [D] that she gives, [A] [G] condescendingly dries.
[B] And it's where to [A] comfort you.
[G] Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor.
[B]
[G] Caught up in a dangling [Em] sting off the [D] shore.
[A] [G]
Over foreign brown sand beach, as [B] blue bottles cover you.
[D]
[C#m]
[D]
[B] [G]
Many messengers [A] and rebels, [G] have come and gone without a [D] trace.
Many more will come [A] tomorrow, [G] many more will [D] be erased.
Cause out beyond the [A] docks of Rhoda, [G] upon the bottom [D] of the sea.
Along the miles of [A] copper cable, [G] from the Gulf of [D] Cadiz.
[G] [A] The tempting lines to hear the sounds of starved songs [D] the rebels sing.
[A] Dragging at the same the bottom of the purse the [Bm] bastards bring.
[D] [G] Like a [D] lion don't mind, [G] if a lamb takes [D] her time.
Beast doesn't care, [A] if you surrender [G] tonight.
Cause the beast [D] knows she'll get, [A] what she wants [G] in good time.
[B] What she [G] wants all [A] in good time.
[G] Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor.
[B] [G] Caught up in a dangling sting off the shore.
[B]
[G] Over foreign brown sand beach, as blue [A] bottles cover you.
As blue bottles [E] cover [G] you.
[D] [A]
[Bm] [E] [A]
[G]
[D] [A]
[G] [B]
[D] [C#m]
[G]
[Bm] [B] [C#m] [G]
[G]
[D] [A]
[G]
[D] Floating in the [A] cold water,
[G] where ghosts of sorrow haunt [D] the deep.
Reaching down to drag [A] the ruins,
[G] and roam the long deserted [D] streets.
Of an old abandoned [A] temple,
[G] buried in the narrow [D] streets.
Off the coast of Tarifa,
[G] Spain.
[D]
Gypsies scattered through [A] the desert,
[G] across the Atlas mountain [D] range.
Hoarding remnants from the devil, [A]
[G] from the Empire's [D] iron ring.
Cluttered down the [A] mouths of rivers,
[G] widowed lovers [D] bathed and cleaned.
Silken scarves [A] embroidered for their brand [G] new queen.
[A] And every time she rises up, the [D] ocean sinks.
[A] The memory drags a drape of a thousand [D] angry steams.
And like the moon doesn't mind, [G] if the sun [D] doesn't shine.
[G] The sea [D] doesn't care, [A] if you're lonesome [G] tonight.
Like the love [D] that she gives, [A] [G] condescendingly dries.
[B] And it's where to [A] comfort you.
[G] Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor.
[B]
[G] Caught up in a dangling [Em] sting off the [D] shore.
[A] [G]
Over foreign brown sand beach, as [B] blue bottles cover you.
[D]
[C#m]
[D]
[B] [G]
Many messengers [A] and rebels, [G] have come and gone without a [D] trace.
Many more will come [A] tomorrow, [G] many more will [D] be erased.
Cause out beyond the [A] docks of Rhoda, [G] upon the bottom [D] of the sea.
Along the miles of [A] copper cable, [G] from the Gulf of [D] Cadiz.
[G] [A] The tempting lines to hear the sounds of starved songs [D] the rebels sing.
[A] Dragging at the same the bottom of the purse the [Bm] bastards bring.
[D] [G] Like a [D] lion don't mind, [G] if a lamb takes [D] her time.
Beast doesn't care, [A] if you surrender [G] tonight.
Cause the beast [D] knows she'll get, [A] what she wants [G] in good time.
[B] What she [G] wants all [A] in good time.
[G] Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor.
[B] [G] Caught up in a dangling sting off the shore.
[B]
[G] Over foreign brown sand beach, as blue [A] bottles cover you.
As blue bottles [E] cover [G] you.
[D] [A]
[Bm] [E] [A]
[G]
[D] [A]
[G] [B]
[D] [C#m]
[G]
[Bm] [B] [C#m] [G]
Key:
G
D
A
B
C#m
G
D
A
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Floating in the [A] cold water, _ _
[G] where ghosts of sorrow haunt [D] the deep. _ _
Reaching down to drag [A] the ruins, _ _
[G] and roam the long deserted [D] streets. _ _
Of an old abandoned [A] temple, _ _
[G] _ buried in the narrow [D] streets. _ _
Off the coast of Tarifa, _ _ _
[G] Spain. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Gypsies scattered through [A] the desert, _ _ _
[G] across the Atlas mountain [D] range. _ _
_ Hoarding remnants from the devil, _ [A] _ _
[G] from the Empire's [D] iron ring. _ _
_ Cluttered down the [A] mouths of rivers, _ _
[G] _ widowed lovers [D] bathed and cleaned. _
_ Silken scarves [A] embroidered for their brand [G] new queen. _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] And every time she rises up, the [D] ocean sinks. _ _ _ _ _
[A] The memory drags a drape of a thousand [D] angry steams.
_ _ And like the moon doesn't mind, _ _ _ [G] if the sun [D] doesn't shine. _ _
[G] The sea [D] doesn't care, [A] if you're lonesome [G] tonight.
_ _ _ _ _ Like the love [D] that she gives, [A] _ _ [G] condescendingly dries. _
_ _ _ [B] And it's where to [A] comfort _ you. _ _ _ _
[G] _ Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[G] Caught up in a dangling [Em] sting off the [D] shore.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G]
Over foreign brown sand beach, as [B] blue bottles cover _ you.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Many messengers [A] and rebels, _ _ _ [G] have come and gone without a [D] trace.
_ _ Many more will come [A] tomorrow, _ _ _ [G] many more will [D] be erased.
Cause _ out beyond the [A] docks of Rhoda, _ _ [G] upon the bottom [D] of the sea.
_ _ _ Along the miles of [A] copper cable, _ _ [G] from the Gulf of [D] Cadiz.
_ [G] _ [A] The tempting lines to hear the sounds of starved songs [D] the rebels sing. _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ Dragging at the same the bottom of the purse the [Bm] bastards bring. _
[D] _ _ _ [G] Like a [D] lion don't mind, _ _ [G] if a lamb takes [D] her time.
_ _ _ Beast doesn't care, [A] if you surrender [G] tonight. _ _ _ _
_ Cause the beast [D] knows she'll get, [A] what she wants [G] in good time. _ _ _ _
[B] What she [G] wants all [A] in good time.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor. _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G] Caught up in a dangling sting off the shore.
_ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [G] Over foreign brown sand beach, as blue [A] bottles cover _ you.
As blue bottles [E] cover [G] you.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ Floating in the [A] cold water, _ _
[G] where ghosts of sorrow haunt [D] the deep. _ _
Reaching down to drag [A] the ruins, _ _
[G] and roam the long deserted [D] streets. _ _
Of an old abandoned [A] temple, _ _
[G] _ buried in the narrow [D] streets. _ _
Off the coast of Tarifa, _ _ _
[G] Spain. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Gypsies scattered through [A] the desert, _ _ _
[G] across the Atlas mountain [D] range. _ _
_ Hoarding remnants from the devil, _ [A] _ _
[G] from the Empire's [D] iron ring. _ _
_ Cluttered down the [A] mouths of rivers, _ _
[G] _ widowed lovers [D] bathed and cleaned. _
_ Silken scarves [A] embroidered for their brand [G] new queen. _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] And every time she rises up, the [D] ocean sinks. _ _ _ _ _
[A] The memory drags a drape of a thousand [D] angry steams.
_ _ And like the moon doesn't mind, _ _ _ [G] if the sun [D] doesn't shine. _ _
[G] The sea [D] doesn't care, [A] if you're lonesome [G] tonight.
_ _ _ _ _ Like the love [D] that she gives, [A] _ _ [G] condescendingly dries. _
_ _ _ [B] And it's where to [A] comfort _ you. _ _ _ _
[G] _ Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[G] Caught up in a dangling [Em] sting off the [D] shore.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G]
Over foreign brown sand beach, as [B] blue bottles cover _ you.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Many messengers [A] and rebels, _ _ _ [G] have come and gone without a [D] trace.
_ _ Many more will come [A] tomorrow, _ _ _ [G] many more will [D] be erased.
Cause _ out beyond the [A] docks of Rhoda, _ _ [G] upon the bottom [D] of the sea.
_ _ _ Along the miles of [A] copper cable, _ _ [G] from the Gulf of [D] Cadiz.
_ [G] _ [A] The tempting lines to hear the sounds of starved songs [D] the rebels sing. _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ Dragging at the same the bottom of the purse the [Bm] bastards bring. _
[D] _ _ _ [G] Like a [D] lion don't mind, _ _ [G] if a lamb takes [D] her time.
_ _ _ Beast doesn't care, [A] if you surrender [G] tonight. _ _ _ _
_ Cause the beast [D] knows she'll get, [A] what she wants [G] in good time. _ _ _ _
[B] What she [G] wants all [A] in good time.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ Sailor drift into a swamp [D] manor. _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G] Caught up in a dangling sting off the shore.
_ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [G] Over foreign brown sand beach, as blue [A] bottles cover _ you.
As blue bottles [E] cover [G] you.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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