Summer Cannibals Chords by Patti Smith
Tempo:
73.5 bpm
Chords used:
Am
G
Em
C
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am]
[G] [Am]
[Em] I was [Am] down in Georgia, nothing was as real as this street beneath the marked beach [G] descending
[Am] into air.
[C] The [Am] cauldron was bubbling, [G] flesh [Am] was laying, and the women moved forward like runners in a stream.
They spread themselves before me, an offering so sweet, [C] and they [Am] beckoned and they [Am] beckoned,
Come on, darling, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
[G] [Am]
They circle around me, needles in ring, [C] and the sores, their [Am] sores are withering like
[G] snakes [Am] in chains.
And they wrap themselves around me, mmm, what a treat.
And they rattle their tails, they say, come on, let's eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat.
[Em] [Am]
[G] [Am]
A thousand in my throat, the girls the same race.
And the air, vicious air, [G] pressed [Am] against my face.
Oh, I got too damn much for me, I just got too damn rough.
And I pushed away my plate, I said, [G] boys, [Am] I've had enough.
In a minute I [A] find the table, another [Am] piece of meat.
And I opened up my beans and lamb and said, [Em] come [Am] on, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat.
Those hours [A] in Georgia, [G] nothing [A] was as real.
And my feet, beneath my feet, [G] descended [Am] into hell.
So eat, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
[G] [Am] You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] [Am]
[Em] I was [Am] down in Georgia, nothing was as real as this street beneath the marked beach [G] descending
[Am] into air.
[C] The [Am] cauldron was bubbling, [G] flesh [Am] was laying, and the women moved forward like runners in a stream.
They spread themselves before me, an offering so sweet, [C] and they [Am] beckoned and they [Am] beckoned,
Come on, darling, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
[G] [Am]
They circle around me, needles in ring, [C] and the sores, their [Am] sores are withering like
[G] snakes [Am] in chains.
And they wrap themselves around me, mmm, what a treat.
And they rattle their tails, they say, come on, let's eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat.
[Em] [Am]
[G] [Am]
A thousand in my throat, the girls the same race.
And the air, vicious air, [G] pressed [Am] against my face.
Oh, I got too damn much for me, I just got too damn rough.
And I pushed away my plate, I said, [G] boys, [Am] I've had enough.
In a minute I [A] find the table, another [Am] piece of meat.
And I opened up my beans and lamb and said, [Em] come [Am] on, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat.
Those hours [A] in Georgia, [G] nothing [A] was as real.
And my feet, beneath my feet, [G] descended [Am] into hell.
So eat, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
[G] [Am] You ate the summer cantaloupe.
Key:
Am
G
Em
C
A
Am
G
Em
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
_ [Em] I was [Am] down in Georgia, nothing was as real as this street beneath the marked beach [G] descending
[Am] into air. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] The [Am] cauldron was bubbling, [G] flesh [Am] was laying, and the women moved forward like runners in a stream.
They spread themselves before me, an offering so sweet, [C] and they [Am] beckoned and they [Am] beckoned,
Come on, darling, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
They circle around me, needles in ring, [C] and the sores, their [Am] sores are withering like
[G] snakes [Am] in chains.
And they wrap themselves around me, mmm, what a treat.
And they rattle their tails, they say, come on, let's eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
A thousand in my throat, the girls the same race.
And the air, vicious air, [G] pressed [Am] against my face.
Oh, I got too damn much for me, I just got too damn rough.
And I pushed away my plate, I said, [G] boys, [Am] I've had enough.
In a minute I [A] find the table, another [Am] piece of meat.
And I opened up my beans and lamb and said, [Em] come [Am] on, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
_ Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat.
Those hours [A] in Georgia, [G] nothing [A] was as real.
And my feet, beneath my feet, [G] descended [Am] into hell.
So eat, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
[G] [Am] You ate the summer cantaloupe. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
_ [Em] I was [Am] down in Georgia, nothing was as real as this street beneath the marked beach [G] descending
[Am] into air. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] The [Am] cauldron was bubbling, [G] flesh [Am] was laying, and the women moved forward like runners in a stream.
They spread themselves before me, an offering so sweet, [C] and they [Am] beckoned and they [Am] beckoned,
Come on, darling, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
They circle around me, needles in ring, [C] and the sores, their [Am] sores are withering like
[G] snakes [Am] in chains.
And they wrap themselves around me, mmm, what a treat.
And they rattle their tails, they say, come on, let's eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You eat the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
A thousand in my throat, the girls the same race.
And the air, vicious air, [G] pressed [Am] against my face.
Oh, I got too damn much for me, I just got too damn rough.
And I pushed away my plate, I said, [G] boys, [Am] I've had enough.
In a minute I [A] find the table, another [Am] piece of meat.
And I opened up my beans and lamb and said, [Em] come [Am] on, eat.
Eat the summer cantaloupe.
Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am]
eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
_ Eat, eat, eat.
You ate the summer cantaloupe.
[G] Eat, [Am] eat, eat.
Those hours [A] in Georgia, [G] nothing [A] was as real.
And my feet, beneath my feet, [G] descended [Am] into hell.
So eat, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
You ate, eat, eat.
[G] [Am] You ate the summer cantaloupe. _ _ _ _ _ _