Chords for Lost Dog Street Band, "Grace's Casket," // GemsOnVHS™
Tempo:
71.275 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Em
D
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] [G] [C] [G]
[C] [D] [G]
[Em] [C] [G]
[D] [G]
And Grace [C] was Jack's [G] darling, loving sweetie,
The [C] thought of her could still [G] paralyze them now.
And [Em] a cold [D] wind [C] [G] brought them back again,
Back [D] to where it [G] all began.
[C] It started with a drink somewhere [G] in Georgia,
Three [Am] weeks later, married [D] in Montana.
[D] [C] And they hid behind the [Em] shadow of their rifles,
[Am] Burning [C] bright the [G] fast dead of the west.
[C]
[G] [Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] [Em]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] Years [C] you'd read about [G] them in the papers,
Another [C] sheriff gunned [G] down in Durango.
[Em] And you'd read they'd been caught, [C] [G] and broke out of Yuma,
Their fates [D] too thick and [G] blood too thin.
[C] With every kill, their [G] love grew stronger,
[B] [Am] With every dollar bill, they [D] fell fonder.
[C] Till the night Grace must take the weight of [Em] her gun.
[Am] Jack found her corpse [C] with [G] mourning son.
[C]
[G] [Bm] [G] [C]
[G] [Em]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] It's been thirty years [C] since Jack [G] picked up a weapon,
Oh, his pistol [C] laid [G] down in Grace's casket.
And he [Em] goes back to [C] home, and he [G] lives in his sorrow,
About what the [D] life [G] could have been.
[C] He sits and stares out his [G] lonesome desert mansion,
[Am] Paid in gold from the house that [D] killed his darling.
[C] But he buys his [G] time away, [Em] hating hell,
[Am] [C] Where he'll find Grace with [G] his loaded gun.
[Am] Where [C] he'll find Grace with his [G] loaded gun.
[C] [D] [G]
[Em] [C] [G]
[D] [G]
And Grace [C] was Jack's [G] darling, loving sweetie,
The [C] thought of her could still [G] paralyze them now.
And [Em] a cold [D] wind [C] [G] brought them back again,
Back [D] to where it [G] all began.
[C] It started with a drink somewhere [G] in Georgia,
Three [Am] weeks later, married [D] in Montana.
[D] [C] And they hid behind the [Em] shadow of their rifles,
[Am] Burning [C] bright the [G] fast dead of the west.
[C]
[G] [Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] [Em]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] Years [C] you'd read about [G] them in the papers,
Another [C] sheriff gunned [G] down in Durango.
[Em] And you'd read they'd been caught, [C] [G] and broke out of Yuma,
Their fates [D] too thick and [G] blood too thin.
[C] With every kill, their [G] love grew stronger,
[B] [Am] With every dollar bill, they [D] fell fonder.
[C] Till the night Grace must take the weight of [Em] her gun.
[Am] Jack found her corpse [C] with [G] mourning son.
[C]
[G] [Bm] [G] [C]
[G] [Em]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] It's been thirty years [C] since Jack [G] picked up a weapon,
Oh, his pistol [C] laid [G] down in Grace's casket.
And he [Em] goes back to [C] home, and he [G] lives in his sorrow,
About what the [D] life [G] could have been.
[C] He sits and stares out his [G] lonesome desert mansion,
[Am] Paid in gold from the house that [D] killed his darling.
[C] But he buys his [G] time away, [Em] hating hell,
[Am] [C] Where he'll find Grace with [G] his loaded gun.
[Am] Where [C] he'll find Grace with his [G] loaded gun.
Key:
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[Em] _ [G] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ And Grace [C] was Jack's [G] darling, loving sweetie,
_ _ The [C] thought of her could still [G] paralyze them now.
And [Em] a cold [D] wind [C] [G] brought them back again,
_ Back [D] to where it [G] all began.
_ _ [C] It started with a drink somewhere [G] in Georgia,
Three [Am] _ weeks later, married [D] in Montana.
[D] _ [C] And they hid behind the [Em] shadow of their rifles,
_ _ [Am] Burning [C] bright the [G] fast dead of the west.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ Years [C] you'd read about [G] them in the papers,
_ Another [C] sheriff gunned [G] down in Durango.
_ [Em] And you'd read they'd been caught, [C] [G] and broke out of Yuma,
Their fates [D] too thick and [G] blood too thin.
_ _ [C] With every kill, their [G] love grew stronger,
_ _ [B] [Am] With every dollar bill, they [D] fell fonder.
_ [C] Till the night Grace must take the weight of [Em] her gun.
_ _ [Am] Jack found her corpse [C] with [G] mourning son.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [G] _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ It's been thirty years [C] since Jack [G] picked up a weapon,
_ Oh, his pistol [C] laid [G] down in Grace's casket.
_ And he [Em] goes back to [C] home, and he [G] lives in his sorrow,
About what the [D] life [G] could have been.
_ [C] He sits and stares out his [G] lonesome desert mansion,
_ _ [Am] Paid in gold from the house that [D] killed his darling.
_ [C] But he buys his [G] time away, [Em] hating hell,
_ _ [Am] [C] Where he'll find Grace with [G] his loaded gun.
_ [Am] Where [C] he'll find Grace with his [G] loaded gun. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ And Grace [C] was Jack's [G] darling, loving sweetie,
_ _ The [C] thought of her could still [G] paralyze them now.
And [Em] a cold [D] wind [C] [G] brought them back again,
_ Back [D] to where it [G] all began.
_ _ [C] It started with a drink somewhere [G] in Georgia,
Three [Am] _ weeks later, married [D] in Montana.
[D] _ [C] And they hid behind the [Em] shadow of their rifles,
_ _ [Am] Burning [C] bright the [G] fast dead of the west.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ Years [C] you'd read about [G] them in the papers,
_ Another [C] sheriff gunned [G] down in Durango.
_ [Em] And you'd read they'd been caught, [C] [G] and broke out of Yuma,
Their fates [D] too thick and [G] blood too thin.
_ _ [C] With every kill, their [G] love grew stronger,
_ _ [B] [Am] With every dollar bill, they [D] fell fonder.
_ [C] Till the night Grace must take the weight of [Em] her gun.
_ _ [Am] Jack found her corpse [C] with [G] mourning son.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [G] _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ It's been thirty years [C] since Jack [G] picked up a weapon,
_ Oh, his pistol [C] laid [G] down in Grace's casket.
_ And he [Em] goes back to [C] home, and he [G] lives in his sorrow,
About what the [D] life [G] could have been.
_ [C] He sits and stares out his [G] lonesome desert mansion,
_ _ [Am] Paid in gold from the house that [D] killed his darling.
_ [C] But he buys his [G] time away, [Em] hating hell,
_ _ [Am] [C] Where he'll find Grace with [G] his loaded gun.
_ [Am] Where [C] he'll find Grace with his [G] loaded gun. _ _ _ _