Chords for Gory Gory What a Hell of a Way to Die (Blood Upon the Risers)
Tempo:
103.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Ab
B
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
Is everybody happy?
Cried the sergeant looking up.
Our hero meekly answered yes and then they stood him up.
He leaped right out into [F] the blasted static line unducked.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And [Bb] he ain't gonna [Ab] jump no more.
He walked
[F] alone, he waited for the shot.
[Fm]
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that [Ab] awful drop.
The soot from his reserve [Gm] spilled out and wrapped around his neck.
[Bbm] And he ain't [Ab] gonna jump no more.
The risers wrapped around his neck and necklaces cracked as stone.
[Db] Suspense and lies were tied and knots [Cm] around his skinny [Ab] bones.
His canopy became much warmer as he hurtled to the ground.
[B] And he ain't gonna jump no [G] more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way [G]
[C] to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no [G] more.
The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind.
[C] He thought about the girl back home, [G] the one he left behind.
He thought about the [E] medics and he wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps [A] were running wild.
[C] The medics jumped and screamed with [G] gleam right up their sleeves and smiled.
But it had been a week or so since last the shoot had [C] failed.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[G] He hit the ground, the sound was flat, the blood went [A] spurting high.
[C] His comrades were heard to say, what [G] a hell of a way to die.
He laid there rolling around in all the welter of his [A] gore.
And he ain't [N] gonna jump no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, [G] what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, [B] what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[Gb] [G] There was blood upon [Gb] the risers, [Ebm] there was [B] brains upon his shoes.
[F]
Intestines were [B] a dangling from his [Gb]
paratrooper suit.
They poured him from his helmet and they poured him from his boots.
And he [C] ain't gonna jump no more.
Beautiful streamer, please open for me.
Blue skies above me and no canopy.
I counted ten thousand, waited too long.
Reached for my ripcord, the handle was gone.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump [Ab] no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
Is everybody happy?
Cried the sergeant looking up.
Our hero meekly answered yes and then they stood him up.
He leaped right out into [F] the blasted static line unducked.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And [Bb] he ain't gonna [Ab] jump no more.
He walked
[F] alone, he waited for the shot.
[Fm]
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that [Ab] awful drop.
The soot from his reserve [Gm] spilled out and wrapped around his neck.
[Bbm] And he ain't [Ab] gonna jump no more.
The risers wrapped around his neck and necklaces cracked as stone.
[Db] Suspense and lies were tied and knots [Cm] around his skinny [Ab] bones.
His canopy became much warmer as he hurtled to the ground.
[B] And he ain't gonna jump no [G] more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way [G]
[C] to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no [G] more.
The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind.
[C] He thought about the girl back home, [G] the one he left behind.
He thought about the [E] medics and he wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps [A] were running wild.
[C] The medics jumped and screamed with [G] gleam right up their sleeves and smiled.
But it had been a week or so since last the shoot had [C] failed.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[G] He hit the ground, the sound was flat, the blood went [A] spurting high.
[C] His comrades were heard to say, what [G] a hell of a way to die.
He laid there rolling around in all the welter of his [A] gore.
And he ain't [N] gonna jump no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, [G] what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, [B] what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[Gb] [G] There was blood upon [Gb] the risers, [Ebm] there was [B] brains upon his shoes.
[F]
Intestines were [B] a dangling from his [Gb]
paratrooper suit.
They poured him from his helmet and they poured him from his boots.
And he [C] ain't gonna jump no more.
Beautiful streamer, please open for me.
Blue skies above me and no canopy.
I counted ten thousand, waited too long.
Reached for my ripcord, the handle was gone.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump [Ab] no more.
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_ _ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die. _ _
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ _ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no _ more.
Is everybody happy?
Cried the sergeant looking up.
Our hero meekly answered yes and then they stood him up.
He leaped right out into [F] the blasted static line unducked.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
_ _ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And [Bb] he ain't gonna [Ab] jump no more.
He walked _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] alone, he waited for the shot.
[Fm]
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that [Ab] awful drop.
The soot from his reserve [Gm] spilled out and wrapped around his neck.
[Bbm] And he ain't [Ab] gonna jump no more.
The risers wrapped around his neck and necklaces cracked as stone.
[Db] Suspense and lies were tied and knots [Cm] around his skinny [Ab] bones.
His canopy became much warmer as he hurtled to the ground.
[B] And he ain't gonna jump no [G] more.
_ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no _ [G] more.
_ The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind.
[C] He thought _ about the girl back home, [G] the one he left behind.
He thought about the [E] medics and he wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more. _
_ _ _ _ _ The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps [A] were running wild.
[C] The medics jumped and screamed with [G] gleam right up their sleeves and smiled.
But it had been a week or so since last the shoot had [C] failed.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
_ [G] He hit the ground, the sound was flat, the blood went [A] spurting high.
[C] His comrades were heard to say, what [G] a hell of a way to die.
He laid there rolling around in all the welter of his [A] gore.
And he ain't [N] gonna jump no more. _
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die. _
Gory, gory, [G] what a hell of a way to die. _
Gory, gory, [B] what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[Gb] _ [G] There was blood upon [Gb] the risers, [Ebm] there was [B] brains upon his shoes.
[F] _ _
Intestines were [B] a dangling from his [Gb] _
_ paratrooper suit.
_ They poured him from his helmet and they poured him from his boots.
And he [C] ain't gonna jump no more.
_ Beautiful streamer, please open for me.
Blue skies above me and no canopy.
I counted ten thousand, waited too long. _
Reached for my ripcord, the handle was gone.
_ Gory, gory, _ what a hell of a way to die.
_ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ _ _ Gory, _ _ _ _ _ gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump [Ab] no more. _ _ _ _ _
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ _ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no _ more.
Is everybody happy?
Cried the sergeant looking up.
Our hero meekly answered yes and then they stood him up.
He leaped right out into [F] the blasted static line unducked.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
_ _ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And [Bb] he ain't gonna [Ab] jump no more.
He walked _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] alone, he waited for the shot.
[Fm]
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that [Ab] awful drop.
The soot from his reserve [Gm] spilled out and wrapped around his neck.
[Bbm] And he ain't [Ab] gonna jump no more.
The risers wrapped around his neck and necklaces cracked as stone.
[Db] Suspense and lies were tied and knots [Cm] around his skinny [Ab] bones.
His canopy became much warmer as he hurtled to the ground.
[B] And he ain't gonna jump no [G] more.
_ _ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no _ [G] more.
_ The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind.
[C] He thought _ about the girl back home, [G] the one he left behind.
He thought about the [E] medics and he wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more. _
_ _ _ _ _ The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps [A] were running wild.
[C] The medics jumped and screamed with [G] gleam right up their sleeves and smiled.
But it had been a week or so since last the shoot had [C] failed.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
_ [G] He hit the ground, the sound was flat, the blood went [A] spurting high.
[C] His comrades were heard to say, what [G] a hell of a way to die.
He laid there rolling around in all the welter of his [A] gore.
And he ain't [N] gonna jump no more. _
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die. _
Gory, gory, [G] what a hell of a way to die. _
Gory, gory, [B] what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[Gb] _ [G] There was blood upon [Gb] the risers, [Ebm] there was [B] brains upon his shoes.
[F] _ _
Intestines were [B] a dangling from his [Gb] _
_ paratrooper suit.
_ They poured him from his helmet and they poured him from his boots.
And he [C] ain't gonna jump no more.
_ Beautiful streamer, please open for me.
Blue skies above me and no canopy.
I counted ten thousand, waited too long. _
Reached for my ripcord, the handle was gone.
_ Gory, gory, _ what a hell of a way to die.
_ Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die.
_ _ _ Gory, _ _ _ _ _ gory, what a hell of a way to die.
And he ain't gonna jump [Ab] no more. _ _ _ _ _