Chords for Ghost Repeater- Jeffrey Foucault w Peter Mulvey @ AC&T 2010
Tempo:
130.65 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
B
Bm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#] [Bm]
Yeah.
[D]
[G]
[D]
Out of the trunks, dressed up like Santa Claus, brings salvation, [B]
a harmony built.
Down the square's quiet, the chief joins in.
Everyone's bowing, no [D] one can tell.
[G] [D]
[B] [D] [Bm] A [G] girl I loved [D] once came to me last night in a dream with a [A] secret to tell.
[A] She
[D] whispered close, [Bm] can't you hear [D] the ocean?
She laid her hair [B] against a shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, cold [D] ground.
I could barely make out a song.
Ghosts repeat her, sing hallelujah.
His truth [E] is marching [D] on.
[G] [D]
[A] [D] Willie Mays crying [G] out, the [D] tollbooth's to heaven with a bottle of gin.
[B] A [D] goatee smile where the dreams pile up.
Washed out and broken, thick as the [B] stars on Miracle [D] Mile.
[Bm] [D] So, theaters are outing, credits are [E] starting to roll.
[A] [D]
Witches, you send on a chest full of inflation.
It's a buyer market, they sell your soul.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground.
[D] I could barely make out [G] a song.
[D]
Ghosts repeat her, [G] sing [D] hallelujah.
His [B] truth is marching [D] on.
The blizzard's dark, the picador's dreaming.
The blood in the [B] alleys, rust [D] on the vines.
Slam back the bulls, prop up the matadors.
And a sweetheart contract, [B]
taking [D] their time.
[G] [D]
All the [G] ghost [D] prisoners, you aren't in the ghost prison.
They don't weep at the sound [B] of your name.
[A]
[D] Staring at the clouds, a passenger pigeon.
Waking back home to the cities of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold [D] was the ground.
I could barely make [G] out a song.
[D] Ghosts repeat her, sing hallelujah.
His truth is marching on.
[G] [D]
Star above, the fifth album, Christmas tree.
Shining [B] that night in the cold and [D] the rain.
Lit up all the faces of the lively activity.
Down on the floor [B] of the stock [D] exchange.
Dark [G] was the [Bm] night, cold was the [D] ground.
The armies march out to [G] the shrine.
[D] Ghosts repeat her, tell the revelator.
The revelator sang, peace on earth and well out there.
[N]
Yeah.
[D]
[G]
[D]
Out of the trunks, dressed up like Santa Claus, brings salvation, [B]
a harmony built.
Down the square's quiet, the chief joins in.
Everyone's bowing, no [D] one can tell.
[G] [D]
[B] [D] [Bm] A [G] girl I loved [D] once came to me last night in a dream with a [A] secret to tell.
[A] She
[D] whispered close, [Bm] can't you hear [D] the ocean?
She laid her hair [B] against a shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, cold [D] ground.
I could barely make out a song.
Ghosts repeat her, sing hallelujah.
His truth [E] is marching [D] on.
[G] [D]
[A] [D] Willie Mays crying [G] out, the [D] tollbooth's to heaven with a bottle of gin.
[B] A [D] goatee smile where the dreams pile up.
Washed out and broken, thick as the [B] stars on Miracle [D] Mile.
[Bm] [D] So, theaters are outing, credits are [E] starting to roll.
[A] [D]
Witches, you send on a chest full of inflation.
It's a buyer market, they sell your soul.
[G] Dark was the night, cold was the ground.
[D] I could barely make out [G] a song.
[D]
Ghosts repeat her, [G] sing [D] hallelujah.
His [B] truth is marching [D] on.
The blizzard's dark, the picador's dreaming.
The blood in the [B] alleys, rust [D] on the vines.
Slam back the bulls, prop up the matadors.
And a sweetheart contract, [B]
taking [D] their time.
[G] [D]
All the [G] ghost [D] prisoners, you aren't in the ghost prison.
They don't weep at the sound [B] of your name.
[A]
[D] Staring at the clouds, a passenger pigeon.
Waking back home to the cities of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold [D] was the ground.
I could barely make [G] out a song.
[D] Ghosts repeat her, sing hallelujah.
His truth is marching on.
[G] [D]
Star above, the fifth album, Christmas tree.
Shining [B] that night in the cold and [D] the rain.
Lit up all the faces of the lively activity.
Down on the floor [B] of the stock [D] exchange.
Dark [G] was the [Bm] night, cold was the [D] ground.
The armies march out to [G] the shrine.
[D] Ghosts repeat her, tell the revelator.
The revelator sang, peace on earth and well out there.
[N]
Key:
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B
Bm
A
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B
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
Yeah.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Out of the trunks, dressed up like Santa Claus, brings salvation, [B] _
a harmony built.
Down the square's quiet, the chief joins in.
_ _ Everyone's bowing, no [D] one can tell. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] A [G] girl I loved [D] once came to me last night in a dream with a [A] secret to tell.
[A] She _
_ _ _ _ [D] whispered close, [Bm] can't you hear [D] the ocean?
She laid her hair [B] against a shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, _ cold [D] ground.
I could barely make out a _ song. _ _
_ _ _ _ Ghosts repeat her, sing _ hallelujah.
_ His truth [E] is marching [D] on. _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ Willie Mays crying [G] out, the _ [D] tollbooth's to heaven with a bottle of gin.
[B] A [D] goatee smile where the dreams pile up.
Washed out and broken, _ thick as the [B] stars on Miracle [D] Mile.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [D] So, _ _ theaters are outing, credits are [E] starting to roll.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
Witches, you send on a chest full of inflation.
It's a buyer market, they sell your soul.
[G] _ Dark was the night, cold was the ground.
[D] I could barely make out [G] a song.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Ghosts repeat her, [G] sing [D] _ hallelujah.
His [B] truth is marching [D] _ on.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The blizzard's dark, the picador's dreaming.
The blood in the [B] alleys, rust [D] on the vines.
Slam back the bulls, prop up the matadors.
And a sweetheart contract, [B] _
taking [D] their time. _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ All the [G] ghost [D] prisoners, you aren't in the ghost prison.
They don't weep at the sound [B] of your name.
[A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ Staring at the clouds, a passenger pigeon.
Waking back home to the cities of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold [D] was the ground.
I could barely make [G] out a _ song. _ _ _
_ [D] _ Ghosts repeat her, sing _ hallelujah.
_ His truth is marching on. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Star above, the fifth album, Christmas tree.
_ Shining [B] that night in the cold and [D] the rain.
Lit up all the faces of the lively activity.
_ Down on the floor [B] of the stock [D] exchange.
Dark [G] was the [Bm] night, cold was the [D] ground.
The armies march out to [G] the _ shrine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ Ghosts repeat her, tell the revelator.
The revelator sang, peace on earth and well out there. _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Out of the trunks, dressed up like Santa Claus, brings salvation, [B] _
a harmony built.
Down the square's quiet, the chief joins in.
_ _ Everyone's bowing, no [D] one can tell. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] A [G] girl I loved [D] once came to me last night in a dream with a [A] secret to tell.
[A] She _
_ _ _ _ [D] whispered close, [Bm] can't you hear [D] the ocean?
She laid her hair [B] against a shotgun [D] shell.
[G] Dark was the night, _ cold [D] ground.
I could barely make out a _ song. _ _
_ _ _ _ Ghosts repeat her, sing _ hallelujah.
_ His truth [E] is marching [D] on. _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ Willie Mays crying [G] out, the _ [D] tollbooth's to heaven with a bottle of gin.
[B] A [D] goatee smile where the dreams pile up.
Washed out and broken, _ thick as the [B] stars on Miracle [D] Mile.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [D] So, _ _ theaters are outing, credits are [E] starting to roll.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
Witches, you send on a chest full of inflation.
It's a buyer market, they sell your soul.
[G] _ Dark was the night, cold was the ground.
[D] I could barely make out [G] a song.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Ghosts repeat her, [G] sing [D] _ hallelujah.
His [B] truth is marching [D] _ on.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The blizzard's dark, the picador's dreaming.
The blood in the [B] alleys, rust [D] on the vines.
Slam back the bulls, prop up the matadors.
And a sweetheart contract, [B] _
taking [D] their time. _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ All the [G] ghost [D] prisoners, you aren't in the ghost prison.
They don't weep at the sound [B] of your name.
[A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ Staring at the clouds, a passenger pigeon.
Waking back home to the cities of the plain.
[G] Dark was the night, cold [D] was the ground.
I could barely make [G] out a _ song. _ _ _
_ [D] _ Ghosts repeat her, sing _ hallelujah.
_ His truth is marching on. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Star above, the fifth album, Christmas tree.
_ Shining [B] that night in the cold and [D] the rain.
Lit up all the faces of the lively activity.
_ Down on the floor [B] of the stock [D] exchange.
Dark [G] was the [Bm] night, cold was the [D] ground.
The armies march out to [G] the _ shrine.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ Ghosts repeat her, tell the revelator.
The revelator sang, peace on earth and well out there. _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _