Chords for Hellboud Glory "Bastard Child" Viral (2011)
Tempo:
78.5 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
F
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] Well, mama never was no angel, daddy never [C] was no saint.
There ain't [G] a pretty childhood picture [D] these faded lines contain.
[G] This ain't no soft story, hell, this [C] ain't no complaint.
Hey, I'm proud [F] of who [D] I am, proud of what [G] I ain't.
[C] I was born a bastard child, [G] daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
[C] The good done worse, the should done better, [D] mama [G] would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a bastard [G] child.
I was a father's only son of a bitch, one [D] damn day [C] I would play.
And you can bet [G] I didn't grow up rich, and never really had [D] a last name.
[G] I bear the mark of a bastard child, but I'll wear [Bm] it with [C] no shame.
For any [G] good or bad I've [D] done, I'll take the credit [G] and the blame.
I [C] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a [G] bastard child.
[C] [G]
[C] [G]
[D]
[G] [B] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [Em]
I'm the son of [D] the earth, a real [C] bad seed.
All I'll ever [G] be worth is all I'll [C] ever need.
I'm just thankful [G] for my birth, and [C] for [D] my family, else it wouldn't be me.
I [Am] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, I [G] wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every [D] letter.
I ain't a prince or a pal, [Ab] ain't doing bad [G] for a bastard child.
[Dm] Hey, I do a fast and do a wild, ain't doing [C] bad for a [G] bastard child.
[N]
There ain't [G] a pretty childhood picture [D] these faded lines contain.
[G] This ain't no soft story, hell, this [C] ain't no complaint.
Hey, I'm proud [F] of who [D] I am, proud of what [G] I ain't.
[C] I was born a bastard child, [G] daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
[C] The good done worse, the should done better, [D] mama [G] would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a bastard [G] child.
I was a father's only son of a bitch, one [D] damn day [C] I would play.
And you can bet [G] I didn't grow up rich, and never really had [D] a last name.
[G] I bear the mark of a bastard child, but I'll wear [Bm] it with [C] no shame.
For any [G] good or bad I've [D] done, I'll take the credit [G] and the blame.
I [C] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a [G] bastard child.
[C] [G]
[C] [G]
[D]
[G] [B] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [Em]
I'm the son of [D] the earth, a real [C] bad seed.
All I'll ever [G] be worth is all I'll [C] ever need.
I'm just thankful [G] for my birth, and [C] for [D] my family, else it wouldn't be me.
I [Am] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, I [G] wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every [D] letter.
I ain't a prince or a pal, [Ab] ain't doing bad [G] for a bastard child.
[Dm] Hey, I do a fast and do a wild, ain't doing [C] bad for a [G] bastard child.
[N]
Key:
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C
D
F
Bm
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C
D
[G] Well, mama never was no angel, daddy never [C] was no saint.
There ain't [G] a pretty childhood picture [D] these faded lines contain. _
_ [G] This ain't no soft story, hell, this [C] ain't no complaint.
Hey, I'm proud [F] of who [D] I am, proud of what [G] I ain't.
[C] I was born a bastard child, [G] daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
[C] The good done worse, the should done better, [D] mama [G] would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a bastard [G] child.
_ I was a father's only son of a bitch, one [D] damn day [C] I would play.
And you can bet [G] I didn't grow up rich, and never really had [D] a last name.
_ [G] I bear the mark of a bastard child, but I'll wear [Bm] it with [C] no shame.
For any [G] good or bad I've [D] done, I'll take the credit [G] and the blame.
I [C] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a [G] bastard child. _ _
_ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Em]
I'm the son of [D] the earth, a real [C] bad seed.
All I'll ever [G] be worth is all I'll [C] ever need.
I'm just thankful [G] for my birth, and [C] for [D] my family, _ else it wouldn't be me.
I [Am] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, I [G] wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every [D] letter.
I ain't a prince or a pal, [Ab] ain't doing bad [G] for a bastard child.
[Dm] Hey, I do a fast and do a wild, ain't doing [C] bad for a [G] bastard child. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
There ain't [G] a pretty childhood picture [D] these faded lines contain. _
_ [G] This ain't no soft story, hell, this [C] ain't no complaint.
Hey, I'm proud [F] of who [D] I am, proud of what [G] I ain't.
[C] I was born a bastard child, [G] daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
[C] The good done worse, the should done better, [D] mama [G] would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a bastard [G] child.
_ I was a father's only son of a bitch, one [D] damn day [C] I would play.
And you can bet [G] I didn't grow up rich, and never really had [D] a last name.
_ [G] I bear the mark of a bastard child, but I'll wear [Bm] it with [C] no shame.
For any [G] good or bad I've [D] done, I'll take the credit [G] and the blame.
I [C] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, [G] I wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every letter.
[D] I ain't a prince or a pal, ain't doing bad for a [G] bastard child. _ _
_ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Em]
I'm the son of [D] the earth, a real [C] bad seed.
All I'll ever [G] be worth is all I'll [C] ever need.
I'm just thankful [G] for my birth, and [C] for [D] my family, _ else it wouldn't be me.
I [Am] was born a bastard [G] child, daddy run off and mama run [D] wild.
I got a crooked cowboy smile, I [G] wore a crooked concert mouth.
The good [C] done worse, the should done better, [G] mama would have chowed at the bottom of every [D] letter.
I ain't a prince or a pal, [Ab] ain't doing bad [G] for a bastard child.
[Dm] Hey, I do a fast and do a wild, ain't doing [C] bad for a [G] bastard child. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _