Chords for Ghoultown "Under the Phantom Moon" [Official Video]
Tempo:
129.1 bpm
Chords used:
C#
E
F#
B
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[B] [C#]
[B] [C#]
[B] [C#]
[B] [C#]
I am known for the rabbit holes and the billard box of kill, [E] but few there be who now see
[C#] the doorman writing skill.
I'm talking pain on screening grade for a niggle.
[Em] The yellow weed in the winding sheet [F#m] from cattle grail.
[C#] Powder.
[B]
[C#] Slides and holes, slides and holes, my soul's were.
[E] It's a niggle known from the long one, [C#] known to steer as it were.
It's my extra under all sins, and I'll settle this crick no more.
[E] And play the Lord of the [F#] cattle, Lord Sheldally, my [C#] final score.
[E] Oh, the doorman [C#] writing,
[E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor.
[F#] Oh, [E] [C#]
[Dm] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
[B]
[C#m] [B]
[C#m] [B]
[C#m] [B]
[C#m] [F#] Oh, [E]
[C#] [E] [F#]
[C#] the phantom floor.
[F#] Oh, [E]
[C#] [D] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
[F#]
[C#]
[F#] [C#m]
[F#] [C#] [A]
[C#m]
[C#] [A]
[F#]
[D]
[F#m]
[E]
[D] This
[C#]
[B] [C#]
is the song that the night birds sing to the feral birds down by.
[E] Home, my home is a long [C#] place, home of the black fox in the sky.
This is the song that the night birds wear when the Texas plains lie wide.
[E] On the gulfs of the Gulf Sea [F#] trail where the phantom [C#] torment.
Oh, [E]
[C#] [E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor.
[F#] [E] Oh, who [C#] [D] beats like hammers, who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
[B]
[C#] Oh, no.
[B]
[E] [C#]
[B] [C#]
[B] [C#]
[B] [C#]
[B] [C#]
I am known for the rabbit holes and the billard box of kill, [E] but few there be who now see
[C#] the doorman writing skill.
I'm talking pain on screening grade for a niggle.
[Em] The yellow weed in the winding sheet [F#m] from cattle grail.
[C#] Powder.
[B]
[C#] Slides and holes, slides and holes, my soul's were.
[E] It's a niggle known from the long one, [C#] known to steer as it were.
It's my extra under all sins, and I'll settle this crick no more.
[E] And play the Lord of the [F#] cattle, Lord Sheldally, my [C#] final score.
[E] Oh, the doorman [C#] writing,
[E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor.
[F#] Oh, [E] [C#]
[Dm] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
[B]
[C#m] [B]
[C#m] [B]
[C#m] [B]
[C#m] [F#] Oh, [E]
[C#] [E] [F#]
[C#] the phantom floor.
[F#] Oh, [E]
[C#] [D] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
[F#]
[C#]
[F#] [C#m]
[F#] [C#] [A]
[C#m]
[C#] [A]
[F#]
[D]
[F#m]
[E]
[D] This
[C#]
[B] [C#]
is the song that the night birds sing to the feral birds down by.
[E] Home, my home is a long [C#] place, home of the black fox in the sky.
This is the song that the night birds wear when the Texas plains lie wide.
[E] On the gulfs of the Gulf Sea [F#] trail where the phantom [C#] torment.
Oh, [E]
[C#] [E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor.
[F#] [E] Oh, who [C#] [D] beats like hammers, who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
[B]
[C#] Oh, no.
[B]
[E] [C#]
Key:
C#
E
F#
B
C#m
C#
E
F#
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I am known for the rabbit holes and the billard box of kill, [E] but few there be who now see
[C#] the doorman writing skill.
I'm talking pain on screening grade for a niggle. _
[Em] The yellow weed in the winding sheet [F#m] from cattle grail.
[C#] Powder. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ Slides and holes, slides and holes, my soul's were.
[E] It's a niggle known from the long one, [C#] known to steer as it were.
It's my extra under all sins, and I'll settle this crick no more.
[E] And play the Lord of the [F#] cattle, Lord Sheldally, my [C#] final score.
_ _ [E] Oh, the doorman [C#] writing, _ _
_ [E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor. _
_ [F#] Oh, [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [Dm] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold. _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] Oh, [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#]
[C#] the phantom floor.
_ _ [F#] Oh, [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ [D] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#m] _ _
[F#] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ This _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ is the song that the night birds sing to the feral birds down by.
[E] Home, my home is a long [C#] place, home of the black fox in the sky.
This is the song that the night birds wear when the Texas plains lie wide.
[E] On the gulfs of the Gulf Sea [F#] trail where the phantom [C#] torment.
_ _ _ Oh, [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor.
_ _ [F#] _ [E] Oh, who [C#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ beats like hammers, who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[C#] _ Oh, no. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I am known for the rabbit holes and the billard box of kill, [E] but few there be who now see
[C#] the doorman writing skill.
I'm talking pain on screening grade for a niggle. _
[Em] The yellow weed in the winding sheet [F#m] from cattle grail.
[C#] Powder. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ Slides and holes, slides and holes, my soul's were.
[E] It's a niggle known from the long one, [C#] known to steer as it were.
It's my extra under all sins, and I'll settle this crick no more.
[E] And play the Lord of the [F#] cattle, Lord Sheldally, my [C#] final score.
_ _ [E] Oh, the doorman [C#] writing, _ _
_ [E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor. _
_ [F#] Oh, [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [Dm] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold. _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] Oh, [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#]
[C#] the phantom floor.
_ _ [F#] Oh, [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ [D] who beats like [C#] hammers of gold. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#m] _ _
[F#] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ This _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ is the song that the night birds sing to the feral birds down by.
[E] Home, my home is a long [C#] place, home of the black fox in the sky.
This is the song that the night birds wear when the Texas plains lie wide.
[E] On the gulfs of the Gulf Sea [F#] trail where the phantom [C#] torment.
_ _ _ Oh, [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [E] under [F#] the [C#] phantom floor.
_ _ [F#] _ [E] Oh, who [C#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ beats like hammers, who beats like [C#] hammers of gold.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[C#] _ Oh, no. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _