Chords for NEW MODEL ARMY - THE CHARGE
Tempo:
69.2 bpm
Chords used:
B
A
G
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [A]
[B] [A] [B] She speaks in thunder [A] from a thousand village [B] halls,
In blood, in sweat, in [A] sacrifice, in honour and every call.
[B] So the forces gather against [A] the thorn, a piercing in the [B] side,
A brave new world is [A] beckoning, so the older world [B] must die.
[A]
[B] [A] [B] [A]
[B] [A] [B] In the offices of the [A] city adorned with tables of open [B] power,
Stairs are laid and [A] baited for the approaching of the [B] hour,
A hundred [E] invocations are being sent as they're ready to [B] roll,
The gatesway to the [E] nation lay firmly under [B] control.
On, on, [A] on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
[D]
[G] [B] [D]
[G] [B] Oh, how we call for some assists [E] from the friends of the old,
[B] They never assisted the [A] 1980s and we were on our own,
[B] We never felt like [A] heroes or martyrs to a cause,
[B] But a weary soldier [A] saying, I feel like a peaceful [B] war.
On, on, on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
The [E] prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run and brave the trudge.
[B] [D] [G]
[B] [D] [G]
[C#m] Now, it's over, and the order is shrine,
While a quarter of the nation are abandoned far behind.
The leaders of the teaching were so righteous,
[A] To throw away morality when there is a good cause.
[G#] The village is only broken and the land is sons of hate,
[D#] To my only father, for even he can't set up a sedate.
[B] We all look like private here behind the sugar glass,
When you think of the charge of this [G] brigade, the severing of the [B] past.
On, on, on, [A] cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hill, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
[A] [B] Now, it's over, [A] and the order is the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] This is the body [G] of death.
Oh, [B] the way it falls on us.
The [A] body of music.
But, [B] we are not playing [A] the music.
We are playing with shots.
[E] We should have left behind us [D] in the 20 years ahead.
[F#] This is the body [G] of death.
Rage, you know, so
[B] [A] [B] She speaks in thunder [A] from a thousand village [B] halls,
In blood, in sweat, in [A] sacrifice, in honour and every call.
[B] So the forces gather against [A] the thorn, a piercing in the [B] side,
A brave new world is [A] beckoning, so the older world [B] must die.
[A]
[B] [A] [B] [A]
[B] [A] [B] In the offices of the [A] city adorned with tables of open [B] power,
Stairs are laid and [A] baited for the approaching of the [B] hour,
A hundred [E] invocations are being sent as they're ready to [B] roll,
The gatesway to the [E] nation lay firmly under [B] control.
On, on, [A] on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
[D]
[G] [B] [D]
[G] [B] Oh, how we call for some assists [E] from the friends of the old,
[B] They never assisted the [A] 1980s and we were on our own,
[B] We never felt like [A] heroes or martyrs to a cause,
[B] But a weary soldier [A] saying, I feel like a peaceful [B] war.
On, on, on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
The [E] prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run and brave the trudge.
[B] [D] [G]
[B] [D] [G]
[C#m] Now, it's over, and the order is shrine,
While a quarter of the nation are abandoned far behind.
The leaders of the teaching were so righteous,
[A] To throw away morality when there is a good cause.
[G#] The village is only broken and the land is sons of hate,
[D#] To my only father, for even he can't set up a sedate.
[B] We all look like private here behind the sugar glass,
When you think of the charge of this [G] brigade, the severing of the [B] past.
On, on, on, [A] cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hill, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
[A] [B] Now, it's over, [A] and the order is the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] This is the body [G] of death.
Oh, [B] the way it falls on us.
The [A] body of music.
But, [B] we are not playing [A] the music.
We are playing with shots.
[E] We should have left behind us [D] in the 20 years ahead.
[F#] This is the body [G] of death.
Rage, you know, so
Key:
B
A
G
D
E
B
A
G
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ [B] She speaks in thunder [A] from a thousand village [B] halls,
In blood, in sweat, in [A] sacrifice, in honour and every call.
[B] So the forces gather against [A] the thorn, a piercing in the [B] side,
A brave new world is [A] beckoning, so the older world [B] must die.
[A] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ [B] In the offices of the [A] city adorned with tables of open [B] power,
Stairs are laid and [A] baited for the approaching of the [B] hour,
A hundred [E] invocations are being sent as they're ready to [B] roll,
The gatesway to the [E] nation lay firmly under [B] control.
On, on, [A] on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
[D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [B] Oh, how we call for some assists [E] from the friends of the old,
[B] They never assisted the [A] 1980s and we were on our own,
[B] We never felt like [A] heroes or martyrs to a cause,
[B] But a weary soldier [A] saying, I feel like a peaceful [B] war.
On, on, on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
The [E] prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run and brave the trudge. _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C#m] Now, it's over, and the order is shrine,
While a quarter of the nation are abandoned far behind.
The leaders of the teaching were so righteous,
[A] To throw away morality when there is a good cause.
[G#] The village is only broken and the land is sons of hate,
[D#] To my only father, for even he can't set up a sedate.
[B] We all look like private here behind the sugar glass,
When you think of the charge of this [G] brigade, the severing of the [B] past.
On, on, on, [A] cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hill, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
_ [A] _ [B] Now, it's over, [A] and the order is the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] This is the body [G] of death.
Oh, [B] the way it falls on us.
The [A] body of music.
But, [B] we are not playing [A] the music.
We are playing with shots.
[E] We should have left behind us [D] in the 20 years ahead.
[F#] This is the body [G] of death. _
_ _ Rage, you know, so_ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ [B] She speaks in thunder [A] from a thousand village [B] halls,
In blood, in sweat, in [A] sacrifice, in honour and every call.
[B] So the forces gather against [A] the thorn, a piercing in the [B] side,
A brave new world is [A] beckoning, so the older world [B] must die.
[A] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ [B] In the offices of the [A] city adorned with tables of open [B] power,
Stairs are laid and [A] baited for the approaching of the [B] hour,
A hundred [E] invocations are being sent as they're ready to [B] roll,
The gatesway to the [E] nation lay firmly under [B] control.
On, on, [A] on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
[D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [B] Oh, how we call for some assists [E] from the friends of the old,
[B] They never assisted the [A] 1980s and we were on our own,
[B] We never felt like [A] heroes or martyrs to a cause,
[B] But a weary soldier [A] saying, I feel like a peaceful [B] war.
On, on, on, cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hills, up into the cave.
The [E] prison of earth and mind, [D] the sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run and brave the trudge. _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C#m] Now, it's over, and the order is shrine,
While a quarter of the nation are abandoned far behind.
The leaders of the teaching were so righteous,
[A] To throw away morality when there is a good cause.
[G#] The village is only broken and the land is sons of hate,
[D#] To my only father, for even he can't set up a sedate.
[B] We all look like private here behind the sugar glass,
When you think of the charge of this [G] brigade, the severing of the [B] past.
On, on, on, [A] cry the leaders of the Black,
[B] Who were galloping down the black [A] hill, up into the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands [F#] ahead,
Into the valley [G] of death, run [B] and brave the trudge.
_ [A] _ [B] Now, it's over, [A] and the order is the cave.
[E] The prison of earth and mind, the [D] sender's waiting hands ahead,
[F#] This is the body [G] of death.
Oh, [B] the way it falls on us.
The [A] body of music.
But, [B] we are not playing [A] the music.
We are playing with shots.
[E] We should have left behind us [D] in the 20 years ahead.
[F#] This is the body [G] of death. _
_ _ Rage, you know, so_ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _