Chords for Jelly Roll & Struggle Jennings - sweet Child (Lyrics)
Tempo:
105.95 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
E
G#m
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#]
[B]
[F#] Yeah, when the [B] pain gets loud, gotta sing louder, [E] Waylon and Willie.
[F#] Blue lights, domestic dispute, her heart wears the scars and bruised from [B] abuse.
Cries for her help but her family couldn't hear it so she's crying at the face of the demon in the [D#m] mirror.
Heartbreak familiar, will she ever find love?
Praise to the sky where the stars never [B] line up, winds up, falling to her knees, can't stand pain.
Cuts so deep, using drugs as a [F#] band-aid.
Champagne, bringing snakes to her landscape, barefoot in [D#m] broken glass, dancing while the [B] band played.
Hard to sing your favorite song with a sad face, life so short, gotta treat it like a [F#] drag race.
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the [B] same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out [F#] all your pain.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna get [B] easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] She was only five when her uncle first touched her, daddy ain't around, stepmother don't love [B] her.
She ain't understand her whole life she was suffering.
She was seventeen when she first bucked for some [F#] money.
It's so easy for you to call a girl a whore, when you don't know nothing about her except what she [B] wore.
While you sit on your throne and you spit on the floor, you don't know that poor girl, her soul [F#] has been at war.
Shit's so real I had to write it in a song, so tell me who do you think is right or [B] wrong?
They blame it on her, but what about the man spending his family's money cheating on his wife all [F#] along?
I'm just saying.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
[B]
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out all your pain.
[D#m] Sweet [F#] child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
[G#m]
[F#] Sweet
[B]
[F#]
[B] [C#]
[F#] child of mine, things are gonna [B] get [F#] easier, things are gonna get easier.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#]
[C#m]
[G#] [G#m]
[E] [G#m]
[E]
[G#m]
[E] [G#m]
[E]
[G#m]
[E] [G#m]
[E]
[B]
[F#] Yeah, when the [B] pain gets loud, gotta sing louder, [E] Waylon and Willie.
[F#] Blue lights, domestic dispute, her heart wears the scars and bruised from [B] abuse.
Cries for her help but her family couldn't hear it so she's crying at the face of the demon in the [D#m] mirror.
Heartbreak familiar, will she ever find love?
Praise to the sky where the stars never [B] line up, winds up, falling to her knees, can't stand pain.
Cuts so deep, using drugs as a [F#] band-aid.
Champagne, bringing snakes to her landscape, barefoot in [D#m] broken glass, dancing while the [B] band played.
Hard to sing your favorite song with a sad face, life so short, gotta treat it like a [F#] drag race.
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the [B] same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out [F#] all your pain.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna get [B] easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] She was only five when her uncle first touched her, daddy ain't around, stepmother don't love [B] her.
She ain't understand her whole life she was suffering.
She was seventeen when she first bucked for some [F#] money.
It's so easy for you to call a girl a whore, when you don't know nothing about her except what she [B] wore.
While you sit on your throne and you spit on the floor, you don't know that poor girl, her soul [F#] has been at war.
Shit's so real I had to write it in a song, so tell me who do you think is right or [B] wrong?
They blame it on her, but what about the man spending his family's money cheating on his wife all [F#] along?
I'm just saying.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
[B]
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out all your pain.
[D#m] Sweet [F#] child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
[G#m]
[F#] Sweet
[B]
[F#]
[B] [C#]
[F#] child of mine, things are gonna [B] get [F#] easier, things are gonna get easier.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#]
[C#m]
[G#] [G#m]
[E] [G#m]
[E]
[G#m]
[E] [G#m]
[E]
[G#m]
[E] [G#m]
[E]
Key:
F#
B
E
G#m
D#m
F#
B
E
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, when the [B] pain gets loud, _ gotta sing louder, [E] Waylon and Willie.
[F#] Blue lights, domestic dispute, her heart wears the scars and bruised from [B] abuse.
Cries for her help but her family couldn't hear it so she's crying at the face of the demon in the [D#m] mirror.
Heartbreak familiar, will she ever find love?
Praise to the sky where the stars never [B] line up, winds up, falling to her knees, can't stand pain.
Cuts so deep, using drugs as a [F#] band-aid.
Champagne, bringing snakes to her landscape, barefoot in [D#m] broken glass, dancing while the [B] band played.
Hard to sing your favorite song with a sad face, life so short, gotta treat it like a [F#] drag race.
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier. _
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier. _
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the [B] same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out [F#] all your pain.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna get [B] easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] She was only five when her uncle first touched her, daddy ain't around, stepmother don't love [B] her.
She ain't understand her whole life she was suffering.
She was seventeen when she first bucked for some [F#] money.
It's so easy for you to call a girl a whore, when you don't know nothing about her except what she [B] wore.
While you sit on your throne and you spit on the floor, you don't know that poor girl, her soul [F#] has been at war.
Shit's so real I had to write it in a song, so tell me who do you think is right or [B] wrong?
They blame it on her, but what about the man spending his family's money cheating on his wife all [F#] along?
I'm just saying.
Sweet child of _ mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier. _
[F#] Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
[B] _
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out all your pain.
[D#m] Sweet [F#] child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
[G#m] _
[F#] _ Sweet _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
[F#] _ child of mine, things are gonna [B] get [F#] easier, things are gonna get easier. _
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier. _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G#] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, when the [B] pain gets loud, _ gotta sing louder, [E] Waylon and Willie.
[F#] Blue lights, domestic dispute, her heart wears the scars and bruised from [B] abuse.
Cries for her help but her family couldn't hear it so she's crying at the face of the demon in the [D#m] mirror.
Heartbreak familiar, will she ever find love?
Praise to the sky where the stars never [B] line up, winds up, falling to her knees, can't stand pain.
Cuts so deep, using drugs as a [F#] band-aid.
Champagne, bringing snakes to her landscape, barefoot in [D#m] broken glass, dancing while the [B] band played.
Hard to sing your favorite song with a sad face, life so short, gotta treat it like a [F#] drag race.
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier. _
Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get easier. _
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the [B] same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out [F#] all your pain.
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna get [B] easier, things are gonna get easier.
[F#] She was only five when her uncle first touched her, daddy ain't around, stepmother don't love [B] her.
She ain't understand her whole life she was suffering.
She was seventeen when she first bucked for some [F#] money.
It's so easy for you to call a girl a whore, when you don't know nothing about her except what she [B] wore.
While you sit on your throne and you spit on the floor, you don't know that poor girl, her soul [F#] has been at war.
Shit's so real I had to write it in a song, so tell me who do you think is right or [B] wrong?
They blame it on her, but what about the man spending his family's money cheating on his wife all [F#] along?
I'm just saying.
Sweet child of _ mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier. _
[F#] Sweet child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
[B] _
[F#] Love is life, life is hard, it becomes all the same.
Dance while, sing loud, then drown out all your pain.
[D#m] Sweet [F#] child of mine, things are [B] gonna get easier, things are gonna get [F#] easier.
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[F#] _ Sweet _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
[F#] _ child of mine, things are gonna [B] get [F#] easier, things are gonna get easier. _
Sweet child of mine, things are gonna [B] get easier, things are gonna get easier. _
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