Ghost Repeater Chords by Jeffrey Foucault
Tempo:
115.65 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
All of the drunks dressed [G] up [D] like Santa Claus ring salvation [A] army [D] bells.
The town square is quiet, the juke jars are empty, everyone's buying what [A] no one [D] can sell.
[G] [D]
[Bm]
And the girl I [G] love once [D] came to me last night in a dream with a secret [A] to tell.
And [D] she whispered close, can't [G] you hear the [D] ocean?
She leaned her head [A] against the shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the [D] ground, I could barely make [G] out the song.
[D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] hallelujah, his truth [A] is marching [D] on.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
Willie Mance crying at the toll booth to heaven with a bottle of gin and [A] a goatee [D] smile.
Where the dreams piled up [G] all washed [D] out and broke, sick as the stars [A] on the miracle [D] mile.
[G] [D]
[Bm] Well the [G] movie's over, [D] the theater is empty, the credits are starting [A] to roll.
[D] And the witches will send [G] on it just [D] for inflation, it's a virus market [A] and you sell [D] your soul.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make out the [G] song.
[D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] on.
The [G] [D]
plaza is dark and [G] the picket [D] doors are dreaming, the blood in the alleys, rust on the vines.
They sandbag the bulls [G] and prop [D] up the matadors, it's a sweetheart contract [A] they're taking [D] their time.
[G] [D]
[A] [D] [Bm] And all the [G] ghost prisoners [D] who aren't in the ghost prisons don't weep at the sound [A] of your name.
They [D] just stare at the clouds, the passenger pigeons are winging back home [A] to the cities [D] of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make [G] out the song.
[D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] on.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
[G] [D]
The star up above the fifth avenue Christmas tree is shining tonight through the [E] cold and [D] the rain.
The light of the faces [G] and the light of [D] nativity down on the floor [A] of the stock [D] exchange.
[G]
Dark is the night, cold is the ground, [D] the armies march out [G] to defend.
And [D] the ghost repeaters [G] of the [D] revelators say peace on earth [A] and good will to [D] all men.
All of the drunks dressed [G] up [D] like Santa Claus ring salvation [A] army [D] bells.
The town square is quiet, the juke jars are empty, everyone's buying what [A] no one [D] can sell.
[G] [D]
[Bm]
And the girl I [G] love once [D] came to me last night in a dream with a secret [A] to tell.
And [D] she whispered close, can't [G] you hear the [D] ocean?
She leaned her head [A] against the shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the [D] ground, I could barely make [G] out the song.
[D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] hallelujah, his truth [A] is marching [D] on.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
Willie Mance crying at the toll booth to heaven with a bottle of gin and [A] a goatee [D] smile.
Where the dreams piled up [G] all washed [D] out and broke, sick as the stars [A] on the miracle [D] mile.
[G] [D]
[Bm] Well the [G] movie's over, [D] the theater is empty, the credits are starting [A] to roll.
[D] And the witches will send [G] on it just [D] for inflation, it's a virus market [A] and you sell [D] your soul.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make out the [G] song.
[D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] on.
The [G] [D]
plaza is dark and [G] the picket [D] doors are dreaming, the blood in the alleys, rust on the vines.
They sandbag the bulls [G] and prop [D] up the matadors, it's a sweetheart contract [A] they're taking [D] their time.
[G] [D]
[A] [D] [Bm] And all the [G] ghost prisoners [D] who aren't in the ghost prisons don't weep at the sound [A] of your name.
They [D] just stare at the clouds, the passenger pigeons are winging back home [A] to the cities [D] of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make [G] out the song.
[D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] on.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
[G] [D]
The star up above the fifth avenue Christmas tree is shining tonight through the [E] cold and [D] the rain.
The light of the faces [G] and the light of [D] nativity down on the floor [A] of the stock [D] exchange.
[G]
Dark is the night, cold is the ground, [D] the armies march out [G] to defend.
And [D] the ghost repeaters [G] of the [D] revelators say peace on earth [A] and good will to [D] all men.
Key:
D
G
A
Bm
E
D
G
A
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
All of the drunks dressed [G] up [D] like Santa Claus ring salvation [A] _ army [D] bells.
The town square is quiet, the juke jars are empty, everyone's buying what [A] no one [D] can sell.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm]
And the girl I [G] love once [D] came to me last night in a dream with a secret [A] to tell. _ _
_ _ And [D] she whispered close, can't [G] you hear the [D] ocean?
She leaned her head [A] against the shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the [D] ground, I could barely make [G] out the song.
_ _ _ [D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing _ [D] hallelujah, _ his truth [A] is marching [D] _ on.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
Willie Mance crying at the toll booth to heaven with a bottle of gin and [A] a goatee [D] smile.
Where the dreams piled up [G] all washed [D] out and broke, sick as the stars [A] on the miracle [D] mile. _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] Well the [G] movie's over, [D] the theater is empty, the credits are starting [A] to roll. _ _ _
_ _ [D] And the witches will send [G] on it just [D] for inflation, it's a virus market [A] and you sell [D] your soul.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make out the [G] song.
_ _ _ _ [D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing _ [D] hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] on.
The _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
plaza is dark and [G] the picket [D] doors are dreaming, the blood in the alleys, rust on the vines.
They sandbag the bulls [G] and prop [D] up the matadors, it's a sweetheart contract [A] they're taking [D] their time.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ [Bm] And all the [G] ghost prisoners [D] who aren't in the ghost prisons don't weep at the sound [A] of your name. _ _ _
_ They [D] just stare at the clouds, the passenger pigeons are winging back home [A] to the cities [D] of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make [G] out the song.
_ _ _ [D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] _ hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] _ on.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The star up above the fifth avenue Christmas tree is shining tonight through the [E] cold and [D] the rain.
The light of the faces [G] and the light of [D] nativity down on the floor [A] of the stock [D] exchange.
[G]
Dark is the night, cold is the ground, [D] the armies march out [G] to defend. _ _ _
And [D] the ghost repeaters [G] of the [D] revelators say peace on earth [A] and good will to [D] all men. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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All of the drunks dressed [G] up [D] like Santa Claus ring salvation [A] _ army [D] bells.
The town square is quiet, the juke jars are empty, everyone's buying what [A] no one [D] can sell.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm]
And the girl I [G] love once [D] came to me last night in a dream with a secret [A] to tell. _ _
_ _ And [D] she whispered close, can't [G] you hear the [D] ocean?
She leaned her head [A] against the shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the [D] ground, I could barely make [G] out the song.
_ _ _ [D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing _ [D] hallelujah, _ his truth [A] is marching [D] _ on.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
Willie Mance crying at the toll booth to heaven with a bottle of gin and [A] a goatee [D] smile.
Where the dreams piled up [G] all washed [D] out and broke, sick as the stars [A] on the miracle [D] mile. _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] Well the [G] movie's over, [D] the theater is empty, the credits are starting [A] to roll. _ _ _
_ _ [D] And the witches will send [G] on it just [D] for inflation, it's a virus market [A] and you sell [D] your soul.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make out the [G] song.
_ _ _ _ [D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing _ [D] hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] on.
The _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
plaza is dark and [G] the picket [D] doors are dreaming, the blood in the alleys, rust on the vines.
They sandbag the bulls [G] and prop [D] up the matadors, it's a sweetheart contract [A] they're taking [D] their time.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ [Bm] And all the [G] ghost prisoners [D] who aren't in the ghost prisons don't weep at the sound [A] of your name. _ _ _
_ They [D] just stare at the clouds, the passenger pigeons are winging back home [A] to the cities [D] of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground, [D] I could barely make [G] out the song.
_ _ _ [D] Of the ghost repeater [G] singing [D] _ hallelujah, his truth is [A] marching [D] _ on.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The star up above the fifth avenue Christmas tree is shining tonight through the [E] cold and [D] the rain.
The light of the faces [G] and the light of [D] nativity down on the floor [A] of the stock [D] exchange.
[G]
Dark is the night, cold is the ground, [D] the armies march out [G] to defend. _ _ _
And [D] the ghost repeaters [G] of the [D] revelators say peace on earth [A] and good will to [D] all men. _ _ _ _
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