Chords for Henry's Funeral Shoe - Grown So Angry
Tempo:
102.5 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
G
Bb
D
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
[Bb]
[G] [Bb]
[Gm]
Even after all these years, I can't get the best of you.
Even after all these tears, I won't get the best of you.
I use [D] love as just [C] a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
Even [Gm]
when I'm lost with fear, I don't doubt my faith in will.
Even [Bb] when my [Gm] mood gets still, I got grief to keep me ill.
[G] [Gm] Keep me ill.
[D] Love is just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
Keep [Gm]
[Bb] me ill.
[Gm]
[G] [Bb]
[G]
[Gm]
Put your best face forward, let me see your style.
I want a pitch for your tongue.
The stem of lies, there's no malice in [Eb] me.
Destiny to be given out so tenderly.
So tenderly.
Tenderly. [Gm] So tenderly.
[G] [Bb] So tenderly.
[Gm]
[Bb] [G] [Gm]
Even after all these years, spite is hard to kill.
[G] Even [Gm] after all these tears, grief [G] is hard to [Bb] still.
[Gm] Hard and still.
[D] Love is [C] just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
[Gm] So tenderly.
[G]
[Bb]
[G] [Bb]
[Gm]
Even after all these years, I can't get the best of you.
Even after all these tears, I won't get the best of you.
I use [D] love as just [C] a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
Even [Gm]
when I'm lost with fear, I don't doubt my faith in will.
Even [Bb] when my [Gm] mood gets still, I got grief to keep me ill.
[G] [Gm] Keep me ill.
[D] Love is just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
Keep [Gm]
[Bb] me ill.
[Gm]
[G] [Bb]
[G]
[Gm]
Put your best face forward, let me see your style.
I want a pitch for your tongue.
The stem of lies, there's no malice in [Eb] me.
Destiny to be given out so tenderly.
So tenderly.
Tenderly. [Gm] So tenderly.
[G] [Bb] So tenderly.
[Gm]
[Bb] [G] [Gm]
Even after all these years, spite is hard to kill.
[G] Even [Gm] after all these tears, grief [G] is hard to [Bb] still.
[Gm] Hard and still.
[D] Love is [C] just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
[Gm] So tenderly.
[G]
Key:
Gm
G
Bb
D
C
Gm
G
Bb
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_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Even after all these years, _ _ _ I can't get the best of you. _ _ _ _ _ _
Even after all these tears, _ _ _ I won't get the best of you.
_ I use _ [D] love as just [C] a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see. _ _
Even [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ when I'm lost with fear, _ _ _ I don't doubt my faith in will. _ _
_ _ _ _ Even [Bb] when my [Gm] mood gets still, _ _ _ I got grief to keep me ill.
[G] _ _ [Gm] _ Keep me ill.
[D] Love is just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
Keep _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] me ill.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ [G] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Put your best face forward, let me see your style.
I want a pitch for your tongue.
The stem of lies, there's no malice in [Eb] me.
Destiny to be given out so _ tenderly.
So _ tenderly. _
Tenderly. [Gm] So tenderly. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Bb] So _ _ _ _ tenderly.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ [Bb] _ [G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Even after all these years, _ _ _ spite is hard to kill. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Even [Gm] after all these tears, _ _ _ grief [G] is hard to [Bb] still. _
[Gm] _ Hard and still.
[D] Love is [C] just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see. _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ So _ _ _ _ _ tenderly. _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Even after all these years, _ _ _ I can't get the best of you. _ _ _ _ _ _
Even after all these tears, _ _ _ I won't get the best of you.
_ I use _ [D] love as just [C] a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see. _ _
Even [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ when I'm lost with fear, _ _ _ I don't doubt my faith in will. _ _
_ _ _ _ Even [Bb] when my [Gm] mood gets still, _ _ _ I got grief to keep me ill.
[G] _ _ [Gm] _ Keep me ill.
[D] Love is just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see.
Keep _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] me ill.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ [G] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Put your best face forward, let me see your style.
I want a pitch for your tongue.
The stem of lies, there's no malice in [Eb] me.
Destiny to be given out so _ tenderly.
So _ tenderly. _
Tenderly. [Gm] So tenderly. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Bb] So _ _ _ _ tenderly.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ [Bb] _ [G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Even after all these years, _ _ _ spite is hard to kill. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Even [Gm] after all these tears, _ _ _ grief [G] is hard to [Bb] still. _
[Gm] _ Hard and still.
[D] Love is [C] just a mystery, [G] in ways that I won't see. _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ So _ _ _ _ _ tenderly. _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _