Chords for Pearl Harbor Pistol
Tempo:
81.55 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
F#
B
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[F#m] [F#]
[A]
That old one-trick pony sat down in the dust He pawed the air, the gunshots died away
The sun was red as rust, it [F#m] was red as rust It was red [A] as rust
And General G.A. Custer, he was a mighty handsome man
He loved dogs and children, he loved the military band, the military [F#m] band, [F#]
[A] military band
[A] Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [A] Harley Quinns and holy rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead
[B] With a tune sung low in Westville, and a [E] pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed,
[D] [B] hung [C#] up above the [F#] bed
[A]
Buffalo Bill, he said goodbye to the boys He said they're spilling blood and taking scalps
Making a joyful noise, make a [F#m] joyful noise, [F#]
[A] make a joyful noise
[A] He said I'm off to fight the Indians, take a little off the top
When I get home we'll all dress up and ride around the old big top, the [F#m] old big top
[F#]
Around the old big top
[A] Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [E] Harley Quinns and holy [A] rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead
With [B] a tune sung low in Westville, [D] and a pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed, [D] [Am] hung up [F#m] above the bed
The [A]
[F#m] [F#]
[A]
Sitting Bull was sitting in his cabin all alone
And the cops they come to fetch him out, they could not leave him alone, leave [F#m] him alone
[F#]
Just leave [A] him alone
And that old one-trick pony, he sat down in the dust
And he danced for the ghost of Sitting Bull
Cause baby, [N] they're so damn good
[A]
That old one-trick pony sat down in the dust He pawed the air, the gunshots died away
The sun was red as rust, it [F#m] was red as rust It was red [A] as rust
And General G.A. Custer, he was a mighty handsome man
He loved dogs and children, he loved the military band, the military [F#m] band, [F#]
[A] military band
[A] Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [A] Harley Quinns and holy rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead
[B] With a tune sung low in Westville, and a [E] pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed,
[D] [B] hung [C#] up above the [F#] bed
[A]
Buffalo Bill, he said goodbye to the boys He said they're spilling blood and taking scalps
Making a joyful noise, make a [F#m] joyful noise, [F#]
[A] make a joyful noise
[A] He said I'm off to fight the Indians, take a little off the top
When I get home we'll all dress up and ride around the old big top, the [F#m] old big top
[F#]
Around the old big top
[A] Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [E] Harley Quinns and holy [A] rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead
With [B] a tune sung low in Westville, [D] and a pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed, [D] [Am] hung up [F#m] above the bed
The [A]
[F#m] [F#]
[A]
Sitting Bull was sitting in his cabin all alone
And the cops they come to fetch him out, they could not leave him alone, leave [F#m] him alone
[F#]
Just leave [A] him alone
And that old one-trick pony, he sat down in the dust
And he danced for the ghost of Sitting Bull
Cause baby, [N] they're so damn good
Key:
A
F#m
F#
B
C#
A
F#m
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
That old one-trick pony sat down in the dust He pawed the air, the gunshots died away
The sun was red as rust, it [F#m] was red as rust _ _ _ It was red [A] as rust _ _ _ _ _
And General G.A. Custer, he was a mighty handsome man
He loved dogs and children, he loved the military band, the military [F#m] band, _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[A] military band
_ _ _ [A] Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [A] Harley Quinns and holy rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead _ _
[B] With a tune sung low in Westville, and a [E] pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed, _ _
_ [D] _ [B] hung [C#] up above the [F#] bed _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Buffalo Bill, he said goodbye to the boys He said they're spilling blood and taking scalps
Making a joyful noise, make a [F#m] joyful noise, _ [F#] _ _
[A] make a joyful noise _ _ _ _
[A] He said I'm off to fight the Indians, take a little off the top
When I get home we'll all dress up and ride around the old big top, the [F#m] old big top
_ [F#] _ _
Around the old big top
_ _ [A] _ _ Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [E] Harley Quinns and holy [A] rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead
With [B] a tune sung low in Westville, [D] and a pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed, _ [D] _ [Am] _ hung up [F#m] above the bed
The _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sitting Bull was sitting in his cabin all alone
And the cops they come to fetch him out, they could not leave him alone, leave [F#m] him alone
_ _ [F#] _ _
Just leave [A] him alone _ _ _ _ _
And that old one-trick pony, he sat down in the dust
And he danced for the ghost of Sitting Bull
Cause baby, [N] they're so damn good
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
That old one-trick pony sat down in the dust He pawed the air, the gunshots died away
The sun was red as rust, it [F#m] was red as rust _ _ _ It was red [A] as rust _ _ _ _ _
And General G.A. Custer, he was a mighty handsome man
He loved dogs and children, he loved the military band, the military [F#m] band, _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[A] military band
_ _ _ [A] Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [A] Harley Quinns and holy rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead _ _
[B] With a tune sung low in Westville, and a [E] pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed, _ _
_ [D] _ [B] hung [C#] up above the [F#] bed _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Buffalo Bill, he said goodbye to the boys He said they're spilling blood and taking scalps
Making a joyful noise, make a [F#m] joyful noise, _ [F#] _ _
[A] make a joyful noise _ _ _ _
[A] He said I'm off to fight the Indians, take a little off the top
When I get home we'll all dress up and ride around the old big top, the [F#m] old big top
_ [F#] _ _
Around the old big top
_ _ [A] _ _ Well, of all the [B] tramps and church-bell tollers, [E] Harley Quinns and holy [A] rollers
Lay their nickel [C#] down to raise [F#m] the dead
With [B] a tune sung low in Westville, [D] and a pearl-handled [A] pistol in a mirror
[C#] Hung up [F#m] above the bed, _ [D] _ [Am] _ hung up [F#m] above the bed
The _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sitting Bull was sitting in his cabin all alone
And the cops they come to fetch him out, they could not leave him alone, leave [F#m] him alone
_ _ [F#] _ _
Just leave [A] him alone _ _ _ _ _
And that old one-trick pony, he sat down in the dust
And he danced for the ghost of Sitting Bull
Cause baby, [N] they're so damn good
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