Salty Dog Chords by Flogging Molly
Tempo:
161.95 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
A
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [C]
[G] [A] [Bm]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
For you to light [G] them blue, there's nothing [D] more a man [G] could do, don't catch [C] a bollocks and [D] twist.
Settle [G] down, don't take a fit, you drank [C] a demon straight [G] from hell,
He almost [D] nearly won [G] us while you waked [C] the four with [G] victory,
And puked until you fell asleep!
[D] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C] The [G] vanshees railed his boots, [D] and now the few [G] are jelly, [C] crawling to an [A] empty boat.
[G] Varnacle from Ipsico, the [C] gorgeous game was sold [G] to you,
From [E] the ashes, [G] charnel notes, smelling like the salt of the black.
From hell where you belong!
[D]
[C] [G] [A]
[C] [A]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] The [C] scourge [D] of every [G] sea, [D] the anti-christ [G] of our [C] ignorance,
[D] Your cuts [G] will taste, [D] flesh of [G] wintery on the ground,
[D] You slugged there on [G] the deck, [D] those bodies came,
[G] And slugged your ass [C] and dragged [D] you from [G] the ring.
[C]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C] [G]
[D]
[C] [A]
[D]
[G] They threw a [C] rope around your [G] neck to watch you dance,
To jig a deck to lift you for the starboard cross,
Hovering like hungry horse,
Once you're down for the [G] ride,
You'll be on [D] your knees [G] and say,
[C]
[G] I need the books so I can sing!
[D] [C] [G] [B]
[A] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
[D] [D]
[G]
[C] [A]
[G] [A] [Bm]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
For you to light [G] them blue, there's nothing [D] more a man [G] could do, don't catch [C] a bollocks and [D] twist.
Settle [G] down, don't take a fit, you drank [C] a demon straight [G] from hell,
He almost [D] nearly won [G] us while you waked [C] the four with [G] victory,
And puked until you fell asleep!
[D] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C] The [G] vanshees railed his boots, [D] and now the few [G] are jelly, [C] crawling to an [A] empty boat.
[G] Varnacle from Ipsico, the [C] gorgeous game was sold [G] to you,
From [E] the ashes, [G] charnel notes, smelling like the salt of the black.
From hell where you belong!
[D]
[C] [G] [A]
[C] [A]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] The [C] scourge [D] of every [G] sea, [D] the anti-christ [G] of our [C] ignorance,
[D] Your cuts [G] will taste, [D] flesh of [G] wintery on the ground,
[D] You slugged there on [G] the deck, [D] those bodies came,
[G] And slugged your ass [C] and dragged [D] you from [G] the ring.
[C]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C] [G]
[D]
[C] [A]
[D]
[G] They threw a [C] rope around your [G] neck to watch you dance,
To jig a deck to lift you for the starboard cross,
Hovering like hungry horse,
Once you're down for the [G] ride,
You'll be on [D] your knees [G] and say,
[C]
[G] I need the books so I can sing!
[D] [C] [G] [B]
[A] [C]
[G] [D] [C]
[D] [D]
[G]
[C] [A]
Key:
G
C
D
A
Bm
G
C
D
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ For you to light [G] them blue, there's nothing [D] more a man [G] could do, don't catch [C] a bollocks and [D] twist.
Settle [G] down, don't take a fit, you drank [C] a demon straight [G] from hell,
He almost [D] nearly won [G] us while you waked [C] the four with [G] victory,
And puked until you fell asleep!
_ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] The [G] vanshees railed his boots, [D] and now the few [G] are jelly, [C] crawling to an [A] empty boat.
[G] Varnacle from Ipsico, the [C] gorgeous game was sold [G] to you,
From [E] the ashes, [G] charnel notes, smelling like the salt of the black.
From hell where you belong!
_ [D] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ The [C] scourge [D] of every [G] _ sea, [D] the anti-christ [G] of our [C] ignorance,
[D] Your cuts [G] will taste, [D] flesh of _ [G] wintery on the ground,
[D] You slugged there on [G] the deck, _ [D] those bodies came,
[G] And slugged your ass [C] and dragged [D] you from [G] the ring.
_ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ They threw a [C] rope around your [G] neck to watch you dance,
To jig a deck to lift you for the starboard cross,
Hovering like hungry horse,
Once you're down for the [G] ride,
You'll be on [D] your knees [G] and say,
_ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] I need the books so I can sing!
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ For you to light [G] them blue, there's nothing [D] more a man [G] could do, don't catch [C] a bollocks and [D] twist.
Settle [G] down, don't take a fit, you drank [C] a demon straight [G] from hell,
He almost [D] nearly won [G] us while you waked [C] the four with [G] victory,
And puked until you fell asleep!
_ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] The [G] vanshees railed his boots, [D] and now the few [G] are jelly, [C] crawling to an [A] empty boat.
[G] Varnacle from Ipsico, the [C] gorgeous game was sold [G] to you,
From [E] the ashes, [G] charnel notes, smelling like the salt of the black.
From hell where you belong!
_ [D] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ The [C] scourge [D] of every [G] _ sea, [D] the anti-christ [G] of our [C] ignorance,
[D] Your cuts [G] will taste, [D] flesh of _ [G] wintery on the ground,
[D] You slugged there on [G] the deck, _ [D] those bodies came,
[G] And slugged your ass [C] and dragged [D] you from [G] the ring.
_ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ They threw a [C] rope around your [G] neck to watch you dance,
To jig a deck to lift you for the starboard cross,
Hovering like hungry horse,
Once you're down for the [G] ride,
You'll be on [D] your knees [G] and say,
_ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] I need the books so I can sing!
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _