Chords for Fred Eaglesmith - Pistols and Rifle
Tempo:
89.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
Em
C
E
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] Oh, I know this.
[E]
Grandpa sits by the back door, but [D] you can't see.
[C] the world about his good side.
[Em] In the evening when the shadows get low,
my favorite songs.
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
Miles and Inches.
[E]
Grandpa sits by the back door, but [D] you can't see.
[C] the world about his good side.
[Em] In the evening when the shadows get low,
my favorite songs.
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
Miles and Inches.
100% ➙ 89BPM
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[Em] Oh, I know this.
Here's one.
Here's a verse for you. _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
Grandpa sits by the back door, but [D] you can't see.
Telling you [C] the world about his good side.
He's sixty-four, but I'll eat [Em] him like a horse tomorrow.
[E] _
_ [Em] In the evening when the shadows get low,
[D] I sit [Gm] and I play my favorite songs.
[C] He listens for a while, but it doesn't take [E] long, he's a ho.
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
[G] _ Winchester, Smiths, and [D] Wessons, Forty Miles and Inches.
[C] Saddle them up and ride them down, [E] there's a darkness out on the edge of town.
[D] Preacher at the graveside, don't [C] go by the window.
_ _ [Em] Play me [D] a song about pistols [Em] and rifles.
_ _ Grandpa's born in nineteen-four, [E] but he never [D] fought in any [C] wars.
Twelve-four, the second to the other-four, [Em] the first to Tony.
_ But he loves to hear them cowboy [D] songs, the ones that just go on and on.
[C] He listens till his head goes numb, [Em] he's a ho.
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
[G] _ Winchester, Smiths, and [D] Wessons, Forty Miles and Inches.
[C] Saddle them up and ride them down, [E] there's a [Em] darkness out on the edge of town.
[D] [Gm] Preacher at the graveside, don't [C] go by the window.
_ _ [Em] Play me [D] a song about pistols [Em] and rifles. _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ God last week, a week before [E] last, I led my old grandpa down the [C] path.
Out where the prairie grass [Em] is growing new vines.
_ [E] I showed him where to point and how to stand, [D] put an old Henry rifle in his hand.
[C] He should have heard him laughing when he [Em] caught it flying. _
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
[G] _ Winchester, Smiths, and [D] Wessons, Forty Miles and Inches.
[C] Saddle them up and ride [Em] them down, there's a darkness out on the edge of [D] town.
Preacher at the [C] graveside, don't go by the window.
_ _ [Em] Play [D] me a song _ about [E] [Em] pistols and rifles.
_ _ Grandpa sits by the back door, [D] he can't see anymore.
[C] He loves this side of 64, we'll lead him like a horse [Em] to the pole.
Thank you, thanks so much for spending some time with me. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Here's one.
Here's a verse for you. _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
Grandpa sits by the back door, but [D] you can't see.
Telling you [C] the world about his good side.
He's sixty-four, but I'll eat [Em] him like a horse tomorrow.
[E] _
_ [Em] In the evening when the shadows get low,
[D] I sit [Gm] and I play my favorite songs.
[C] He listens for a while, but it doesn't take [E] long, he's a ho.
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
[G] _ Winchester, Smiths, and [D] Wessons, Forty Miles and Inches.
[C] Saddle them up and ride them down, [E] there's a darkness out on the edge of town.
[D] Preacher at the graveside, don't [C] go by the window.
_ _ [Em] Play me [D] a song about pistols [Em] and rifles.
_ _ Grandpa's born in nineteen-four, [E] but he never [D] fought in any [C] wars.
Twelve-four, the second to the other-four, [Em] the first to Tony.
_ But he loves to hear them cowboy [D] songs, the ones that just go on and on.
[C] He listens till his head goes numb, [Em] he's a ho.
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
[G] _ Winchester, Smiths, and [D] Wessons, Forty Miles and Inches.
[C] Saddle them up and ride them down, [E] there's a [Em] darkness out on the edge of town.
[D] [Gm] Preacher at the graveside, don't [C] go by the window.
_ _ [Em] Play me [D] a song about pistols [Em] and rifles. _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ God last week, a week before [E] last, I led my old grandpa down the [C] path.
Out where the prairie grass [Em] is growing new vines.
_ [E] I showed him where to point and how to stand, [D] put an old Henry rifle in his hand.
[C] He should have heard him laughing when he [Em] caught it flying. _
He [G] says, play me a song [D] about rifles and pistols.
[G] _ Winchester, Smiths, and [D] Wessons, Forty Miles and Inches.
[C] Saddle them up and ride [Em] them down, there's a darkness out on the edge of [D] town.
Preacher at the [C] graveside, don't go by the window.
_ _ [Em] Play [D] me a song _ about [E] [Em] pistols and rifles.
_ _ Grandpa sits by the back door, [D] he can't see anymore.
[C] He loves this side of 64, we'll lead him like a horse [Em] to the pole.
Thank you, thanks so much for spending some time with me. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
