Chords for Kevin Devine - Brother's Blood
Tempo:
103.55 bpm
Chords used:
F#
G#m
B
C#m
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [F#] [C#m]
[F#]
[D#m] [G#m]
[B]
[E] [D#m] [C#m]
[F#]
My brother's [G#m] blood boils in my arms, pulls my [B] fingers into fists.
It [C#] bubbles, blisters, burns my palms.
It floods with [F#] fury, fights, and fits.
It's got the [G#m] good guy in me hiding.
[C#] It kicks my [B] humble heart around.
It's [C#m] got me bending for the fire that could [F#] finish off this town.
It's got me [G#m] cold.
[B]
[Em] [D#m] [C#m]
[F#]
It's my [G#m] brother's blood on a cherry tree.
It stains [B] the bark from branch to root.
It [Cm] puddles [C#] thick with pits and leaves.
It drains the [F#] sweetness from the fruit.
It's got me [G#m] looking for communion, a [D#m] hiding spot [B] off underground.
An [C#] open plot I could climb into, a lightning [F#] promise in my mouth.
[D#m] A black [B] elf I swore [F#] I met, but couldn't [C#m] conjure [G#m] up again.
[B] I don't know [F#] one thing [E] about [D#] my [G#m] brother's blood.
No, [F#]
I [G#m] don't know one thing [D#] about my brother's [G#m] blood.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
[D#m] [B]
[C#m] [C#] [G#m]
[F#] [D#] It's my [A#m] [G#m] brother's blood on my dirty lungs, my crooked [B] mouth, my swollen tongue.
[C#] My father's gun on [A] each stranger's face.
[A#] Across the bluebird [F#] sky on every hand I shake.
Night after [G#] night with each chuckled [F] prayer.
Such sweet [F#] relief, with [G#] fists full of hair.
With each desperate drive [C#m] for elusive peace.
With every [F#] endless night, with each [F#m] wasted week.
All that dying, [G#]
doubling back on me.
All that tangled [B] talk, all my growling need.
It's my [C#m] brother's back, it's my fallen arms.
It's every twisted [F#m] fact, my sorry heart.
[Em] My sorry heart, [F#] my [G#m] sorry heart.
[B]
[F#] [C#m]
[G#m] [G#m] [F#]
Spit [B] and scream what's done [F#] is done.
To make [C#m] your peace [G#m] with everyone.
They [B] don't [F#] need to know [E] about [D#] my brother's [G#] blood.
[G#m] No, [F#] they don't [G#m] need to know [D#] about my brother's blood.
[G#m] [E]
Thank you [N] very much.
Thank you guys [F] for coming tonight.
[G#] I'll be back with the tests and everything.
I'm Kevin Vile from Brooklyn, New York.
Thanks for watching.
But this will be the last song.
I have [Am] stuff over there if you want something.
[N] Meaning I have records of my music, not like codes or putting parts together.
[G#] But if not, have a good night.
[F#]
[D#m] [G#m]
[B]
[E] [D#m] [C#m]
[F#]
My brother's [G#m] blood boils in my arms, pulls my [B] fingers into fists.
It [C#] bubbles, blisters, burns my palms.
It floods with [F#] fury, fights, and fits.
It's got the [G#m] good guy in me hiding.
[C#] It kicks my [B] humble heart around.
It's [C#m] got me bending for the fire that could [F#] finish off this town.
It's got me [G#m] cold.
[B]
[Em] [D#m] [C#m]
[F#]
It's my [G#m] brother's blood on a cherry tree.
It stains [B] the bark from branch to root.
It [Cm] puddles [C#] thick with pits and leaves.
It drains the [F#] sweetness from the fruit.
It's got me [G#m] looking for communion, a [D#m] hiding spot [B] off underground.
An [C#] open plot I could climb into, a lightning [F#] promise in my mouth.
[D#m] A black [B] elf I swore [F#] I met, but couldn't [C#m] conjure [G#m] up again.
[B] I don't know [F#] one thing [E] about [D#] my [G#m] brother's blood.
No, [F#]
I [G#m] don't know one thing [D#] about my brother's [G#m] blood.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
[D#m] [B]
[C#m] [C#] [G#m]
[F#] [D#] It's my [A#m] [G#m] brother's blood on my dirty lungs, my crooked [B] mouth, my swollen tongue.
[C#] My father's gun on [A] each stranger's face.
[A#] Across the bluebird [F#] sky on every hand I shake.
Night after [G#] night with each chuckled [F] prayer.
Such sweet [F#] relief, with [G#] fists full of hair.
With each desperate drive [C#m] for elusive peace.
With every [F#] endless night, with each [F#m] wasted week.
All that dying, [G#]
doubling back on me.
All that tangled [B] talk, all my growling need.
It's my [C#m] brother's back, it's my fallen arms.
It's every twisted [F#m] fact, my sorry heart.
[Em] My sorry heart, [F#] my [G#m] sorry heart.
[B]
[F#] [C#m]
[G#m] [G#m] [F#]
Spit [B] and scream what's done [F#] is done.
To make [C#m] your peace [G#m] with everyone.
They [B] don't [F#] need to know [E] about [D#] my brother's [G#] blood.
[G#m] No, [F#] they don't [G#m] need to know [D#] about my brother's blood.
[G#m] [E]
Thank you [N] very much.
Thank you guys [F] for coming tonight.
[G#] I'll be back with the tests and everything.
I'm Kevin Vile from Brooklyn, New York.
Thanks for watching.
But this will be the last song.
I have [Am] stuff over there if you want something.
[N] Meaning I have records of my music, not like codes or putting parts together.
[G#] But if not, have a good night.
Key:
F#
G#m
B
C#m
D#m
F#
G#m
B
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ [D#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ My brother's [G#m] blood boils in my arms, pulls my [B] fingers into fists.
It [C#] bubbles, blisters, burns my palms.
It floods with [F#] fury, fights, and fits.
It's got the [G#m] good guy in me hiding.
[C#] It kicks my [B] humble heart around.
It's [C#m] got me bending for the fire that could [F#] finish off this town.
It's got me [G#m] cold. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ [D#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ It's my [G#m] brother's blood on a cherry tree.
It stains [B] the bark from branch to root.
It [Cm] puddles [C#] thick with pits and leaves.
It drains the [F#] sweetness from the fruit.
It's got me [G#m] looking for communion, a [D#m] hiding spot [B] off underground.
_ An [C#] open plot I could climb into, a lightning _ [F#] promise in my mouth.
[D#m] A black [B] elf I swore [F#] I met, but couldn't [C#m] _ conjure [G#m] up again.
[B] I don't know [F#] one thing [E] about [D#] my [G#m] brother's blood.
No, [F#] _
I [G#m] don't know one thing [D#] about my brother's [G#m] blood. _ _ _
Oh, oh, oh, oh. _ _
[D#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [G#m] _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D#] It's my [A#m] [G#m] brother's blood on my dirty lungs, my crooked [B] mouth, my swollen tongue.
[C#] My father's gun on [A] each stranger's face.
[A#] Across the bluebird [F#] sky on every hand I shake.
Night after [G#] night with each chuckled [F] prayer.
Such sweet [F#] relief, with [G#] fists full of hair.
With each desperate drive [C#m] for elusive peace.
With every [F#] endless night, with each [F#m] wasted week.
All that dying, [G#] _
doubling back on me.
All that tangled [B] talk, all my growling need.
It's my [C#m] brother's back, it's my fallen arms.
It's every twisted [F#m] fact, my sorry heart.
[Em] My sorry heart, [F#] my [G#m] sorry heart.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ Spit [B] and scream what's done [F#] is done.
To make [C#m] your peace [G#m] with everyone.
_ They [B] don't [F#] need to know [E] about [D#] my brother's [G#] blood.
[G#m] No, [F#] _ they don't [G#m] need to know [D#] about my brother's blood. _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
Thank you [N] very much.
_ Thank you guys [F] for coming tonight.
_ [G#] I'll be back with the tests and everything.
I'm Kevin Vile from Brooklyn, New York.
Thanks for watching.
But this will be the last song.
I have _ [Am] stuff over there if you want something. _ _
[N] Meaning I have records of my music, not like codes or putting parts together.
_ _ [G#] But if not, have a good night.
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ [D#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ My brother's [G#m] blood boils in my arms, pulls my [B] fingers into fists.
It [C#] bubbles, blisters, burns my palms.
It floods with [F#] fury, fights, and fits.
It's got the [G#m] good guy in me hiding.
[C#] It kicks my [B] humble heart around.
It's [C#m] got me bending for the fire that could [F#] finish off this town.
It's got me [G#m] cold. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ [D#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ It's my [G#m] brother's blood on a cherry tree.
It stains [B] the bark from branch to root.
It [Cm] puddles [C#] thick with pits and leaves.
It drains the [F#] sweetness from the fruit.
It's got me [G#m] looking for communion, a [D#m] hiding spot [B] off underground.
_ An [C#] open plot I could climb into, a lightning _ [F#] promise in my mouth.
[D#m] A black [B] elf I swore [F#] I met, but couldn't [C#m] _ conjure [G#m] up again.
[B] I don't know [F#] one thing [E] about [D#] my [G#m] brother's blood.
No, [F#] _
I [G#m] don't know one thing [D#] about my brother's [G#m] blood. _ _ _
Oh, oh, oh, oh. _ _
[D#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [G#m] _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D#] It's my [A#m] [G#m] brother's blood on my dirty lungs, my crooked [B] mouth, my swollen tongue.
[C#] My father's gun on [A] each stranger's face.
[A#] Across the bluebird [F#] sky on every hand I shake.
Night after [G#] night with each chuckled [F] prayer.
Such sweet [F#] relief, with [G#] fists full of hair.
With each desperate drive [C#m] for elusive peace.
With every [F#] endless night, with each [F#m] wasted week.
All that dying, [G#] _
doubling back on me.
All that tangled [B] talk, all my growling need.
It's my [C#m] brother's back, it's my fallen arms.
It's every twisted [F#m] fact, my sorry heart.
[Em] My sorry heart, [F#] my [G#m] sorry heart.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ Spit [B] and scream what's done [F#] is done.
To make [C#m] your peace [G#m] with everyone.
_ They [B] don't [F#] need to know [E] about [D#] my brother's [G#] blood.
[G#m] No, [F#] _ they don't [G#m] need to know [D#] about my brother's blood. _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
Thank you [N] very much.
_ Thank you guys [F] for coming tonight.
_ [G#] I'll be back with the tests and everything.
I'm Kevin Vile from Brooklyn, New York.
Thanks for watching.
But this will be the last song.
I have _ [Am] stuff over there if you want something. _ _
[N] Meaning I have records of my music, not like codes or putting parts together.
_ _ [G#] But if not, have a good night.