Chords for Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Red Right Hand (London 2004, Pro-Shot)
Tempo:
114.45 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
E
B
F#m
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm]
[Bm]
[B] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[B]
[Bm]
Take a little walk to the edge of town, a gold crusher tracks.
Where the viaduct looms like a bird [E] of doom, as it [Bm] sheaths her cracks.
[F#] [Bm] Where [E] secrets lie in the border [B] fires, in the hobbing wires.
And you know you're never [Bm] coming back, past the bridge and the gully, baby, and the stacks.
[F#] [C#] Cause on a [F#] gathering storm comes a tall handsome man, in [E] a dusty black coat, with a red [Am] rice [Bm] hand.
[B]
[F#m]
[F#] Well [B] he'll wrap you up in his hands, tell you that you've been [Bm] a good girl.
He'll rekindle all of those dreams that took [Bm] you a lifetime to unfurl.
[A] [E] Well he'll reach deep into the holes, [B] heal your shrinking [E] souls.
Baby don't you worry buddy, [Bm] he ain't coming back.
He's a ghost, he's a [E] god, he's a [Bm] man, he's in blue.
[F#] [F] Well they're [F#m] whispering his name through this disappearing lair.
Bloodshedding in his coat, with a [Bm] red ride hair.
[F#m]
You ain't got no [Bm] money, [E] [B] you can't just.
[B] You ain't got no car, [E] well he'll [B] get you [Bm]
one.
We've all [Em] lost our self respect, we feel like a fucking insect.
Don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes.
Through the barrio and the [E] barry, and the ghetto and [Bm] the slum.
[B] Well his [F#m] shadow is [F#m] cast wherever he stands.
[B] Stacks of green paper, and his red rice [Bm] [F#]
[B] [E]
[Bm]
[Bm] [F#m]
[B] [Bm]
[F#m]
[B] [Bm]
[B]
[Bm]
[F#m]
[E] [D] [F#m]
[Em]
[E] [Bm]
[F#] [E] [C#m] [A]
[B] [Bm]
[E]
[Em] [G]
[E] [Bm]
[G] [E]
[F#m] [F#] [F#m]
[F#] hand.
Well you'll see him [Bm] in your nightmares, you'll meet him in your dreams.
[F#] He'll appear [Bm]
out of nowhere, but [Bm] it [A] ain't what he [F#] seems.
[E] Well you'll see him in your [Em] head on the TV screen.
Hey [E] sonny I'm warning you to [Bm] turn it off.
He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's in blue.
[F#m] Oh I owe one macroscopic hog in his canistered pants.
Slain and erected by his red ride [Bm] hand.
[G]
[Em]
[Gm] [Bm]
[N]
Thank you.
[B]
[N]
[Bm]
[B] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[B]
[Bm]
Take a little walk to the edge of town, a gold crusher tracks.
Where the viaduct looms like a bird [E] of doom, as it [Bm] sheaths her cracks.
[F#] [Bm] Where [E] secrets lie in the border [B] fires, in the hobbing wires.
And you know you're never [Bm] coming back, past the bridge and the gully, baby, and the stacks.
[F#] [C#] Cause on a [F#] gathering storm comes a tall handsome man, in [E] a dusty black coat, with a red [Am] rice [Bm] hand.
[B]
[F#m]
[F#] Well [B] he'll wrap you up in his hands, tell you that you've been [Bm] a good girl.
He'll rekindle all of those dreams that took [Bm] you a lifetime to unfurl.
[A] [E] Well he'll reach deep into the holes, [B] heal your shrinking [E] souls.
Baby don't you worry buddy, [Bm] he ain't coming back.
He's a ghost, he's a [E] god, he's a [Bm] man, he's in blue.
[F#] [F] Well they're [F#m] whispering his name through this disappearing lair.
Bloodshedding in his coat, with a [Bm] red ride hair.
[F#m]
You ain't got no [Bm] money, [E] [B] you can't just.
[B] You ain't got no car, [E] well he'll [B] get you [Bm]
one.
We've all [Em] lost our self respect, we feel like a fucking insect.
Don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes.
Through the barrio and the [E] barry, and the ghetto and [Bm] the slum.
[B] Well his [F#m] shadow is [F#m] cast wherever he stands.
[B] Stacks of green paper, and his red rice [Bm] [F#]
[B] [E]
[Bm]
[Bm] [F#m]
[B] [Bm]
[F#m]
[B] [Bm]
[B]
[Bm]
[F#m]
[E] [D] [F#m]
[Em]
[E] [Bm]
[F#] [E] [C#m] [A]
[B] [Bm]
[E]
[Em] [G]
[E] [Bm]
[G] [E]
[F#m] [F#] [F#m]
[F#] hand.
Well you'll see him [Bm] in your nightmares, you'll meet him in your dreams.
[F#] He'll appear [Bm]
out of nowhere, but [Bm] it [A] ain't what he [F#] seems.
[E] Well you'll see him in your [Em] head on the TV screen.
Hey [E] sonny I'm warning you to [Bm] turn it off.
He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's in blue.
[F#m] Oh I owe one macroscopic hog in his canistered pants.
Slain and erected by his red ride [Bm] hand.
[G]
[Em]
[Gm] [Bm]
[N]
Thank you.
[B]
[N]
Key:
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_ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Take a little walk to the edge of town, a gold crusher tracks.
_ _ _ Where the viaduct looms like a bird [E] of doom, as it [Bm] _ sheaths her cracks.
[F#] _ [Bm] Where [E] secrets lie in the border [B] fires, in the hobbing wires.
And you know you're never [Bm] coming back, past the bridge and the gully, baby, and the _ stacks.
_ [F#] _ [C#] Cause on a [F#] gathering storm comes a tall handsome man, in [E] a dusty black coat, with a red [Am] rice [Bm] hand.
_ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [F#] _ Well [B] he'll wrap you up in his hands, tell you that you've been [Bm] a good girl.
_ _ _ He'll rekindle all of those dreams that took [Bm] you a lifetime to unfurl.
[A] _ [E] Well he'll reach deep into the holes, [B] heal your shrinking [E] souls.
Baby don't you worry buddy, [Bm] he ain't coming back.
He's a ghost, he's a [E] god, he's a [Bm] man, he's in blue. _ _
_ _ [F#] _ [F] Well they're [F#m] whispering his name through this disappearing lair.
Bloodshedding in his coat, with a [Bm] red ride hair. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ You ain't got no [Bm] money, [E] _ [B] you can't just. _
_ _ [B] _ _ You ain't got no car, _ [E] _ well he'll [B] get you [Bm]
one.
_ _ We've all [Em] lost our self respect, we feel like a fucking insect.
Don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes.
Through the barrio and the [E] barry, and the ghetto and [Bm] the slum. _
_ _ [B] _ Well his [F#m] shadow is [F#m] cast wherever he stands.
[B] Stacks of green paper, and his red rice _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [F#] hand.
Well you'll see him [Bm] in your nightmares, you'll meet him in your dreams. _ _
_ _ _ [F#] He'll appear _ [Bm]
out of nowhere, but [Bm] it _ [A] ain't what he [F#] seems.
[E] Well you'll see him in your [Em] head on the TV screen.
Hey [E] sonny I'm warning you to [Bm] turn it off.
He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's in blue. _
_ [F#m] Oh I owe one macroscopic hog in his canistered pants.
Slain and erected by his red ride [Bm] hand. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Thank you. _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Take a little walk to the edge of town, a gold crusher tracks.
_ _ _ Where the viaduct looms like a bird [E] of doom, as it [Bm] _ sheaths her cracks.
[F#] _ [Bm] Where [E] secrets lie in the border [B] fires, in the hobbing wires.
And you know you're never [Bm] coming back, past the bridge and the gully, baby, and the _ stacks.
_ [F#] _ [C#] Cause on a [F#] gathering storm comes a tall handsome man, in [E] a dusty black coat, with a red [Am] rice [Bm] hand.
_ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [F#] _ Well [B] he'll wrap you up in his hands, tell you that you've been [Bm] a good girl.
_ _ _ He'll rekindle all of those dreams that took [Bm] you a lifetime to unfurl.
[A] _ [E] Well he'll reach deep into the holes, [B] heal your shrinking [E] souls.
Baby don't you worry buddy, [Bm] he ain't coming back.
He's a ghost, he's a [E] god, he's a [Bm] man, he's in blue. _ _
_ _ [F#] _ [F] Well they're [F#m] whispering his name through this disappearing lair.
Bloodshedding in his coat, with a [Bm] red ride hair. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ You ain't got no [Bm] money, [E] _ [B] you can't just. _
_ _ [B] _ _ You ain't got no car, _ [E] _ well he'll [B] get you [Bm]
one.
_ _ We've all [Em] lost our self respect, we feel like a fucking insect.
Don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes.
Through the barrio and the [E] barry, and the ghetto and [Bm] the slum. _
_ _ [B] _ Well his [F#m] shadow is [F#m] cast wherever he stands.
[B] Stacks of green paper, and his red rice _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [F#] hand.
Well you'll see him [Bm] in your nightmares, you'll meet him in your dreams. _ _
_ _ _ [F#] He'll appear _ [Bm]
out of nowhere, but [Bm] it _ [A] ain't what he [F#] seems.
[E] Well you'll see him in your [Em] head on the TV screen.
Hey [E] sonny I'm warning you to [Bm] turn it off.
He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's in blue. _
_ [F#m] Oh I owe one macroscopic hog in his canistered pants.
Slain and erected by his red ride [Bm] hand. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Thank you. _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _