Chords for Rattlin' Bones
Tempo:
127.55 bpm
Chords used:
F
Fm
C
Bb
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] Oh, Xenus.
Xenus, [F] God forgive him.
[Fm]
[F] [Db]
[F]
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come round, scratching at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the dust [Bb] and [F] rattling bone.
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
Left my home and left my love, caught on a rusty nail.
Devil rolls up, heavy with gold, [C] my [F] soul's not for sale.
Then a holy man in a house of God, [C] he offered me a [F] book of prayer.
But when I left my home and left my love, I left [Bb] my faith [F] back there.
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come [C] round, scratching at [F] my [Ab] door.
[F] But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the [Bb] dust and rattling [F] bone.
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Ab] [F]
Shut my eyes and hang my head.
[C] Sadness [F] makes no sound.
Climbing up, bottomless.
[C] Hurts on the [F] way back.
When a sadness falls on the morning bird.
Wonder what the day will bring.
But I shut my eyes and hang my head.
At least that bird can sing.
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come round, [C] scratching [F] at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with [Cm] the [Bb] dust and [F] rattling bone.
Till they bury me down [Fm] beneath the ground with the dust and [F] rattling bone.
[Fm] [F]
[Ab] [F]
Xenus, [F] God forgive him.
[Fm]
[F] [Db]
[F]
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come round, scratching at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the dust [Bb] and [F] rattling bone.
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
Left my home and left my love, caught on a rusty nail.
Devil rolls up, heavy with gold, [C] my [F] soul's not for sale.
Then a holy man in a house of God, [C] he offered me a [F] book of prayer.
But when I left my home and left my love, I left [Bb] my faith [F] back there.
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come [C] round, scratching at [F] my [Ab] door.
[F] But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the [Bb] dust and rattling [F] bone.
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Ab] [F]
Shut my eyes and hang my head.
[C] Sadness [F] makes no sound.
Climbing up, bottomless.
[C] Hurts on the [F] way back.
When a sadness falls on the morning bird.
Wonder what the day will bring.
But I shut my eyes and hang my head.
At least that bird can sing.
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come round, [C] scratching [F] at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with [Cm] the [Bb] dust and [F] rattling bone.
Till they bury me down [Fm] beneath the ground with the dust and [F] rattling bone.
[Fm] [F]
[Ab] [F]
Key:
F
Fm
C
Bb
Ab
F
Fm
C
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_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ Oh, Xenus.
_ Xenus, [F] God forgive him.
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Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
_ Late one _ night, sorrow come round, scratching at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of _ stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the dust [Bb] and [F] rattling _ bone. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Left my home and left my love, caught on a rusty nail.
_ Devil rolls up, heavy with gold, [C] my [F] soul's not for sale.
Then a holy man in a house of God, [C] he offered me a [F] book of prayer.
But when I left my home and left my love, I left [Bb] my faith [F] back there. _
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more. _ _
Late one night, sorrow come [C] round, scratching at [F] my [Ab] door.
[F] But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the [Bb] dust and rattling [F] bone. _ _
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_ _ _ [Ab] _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Shut my eyes and hang my head.
[C] _ Sadness [F] makes no sound.
_ _ _ Climbing up, _ _ bottomless.
[C] Hurts on the [F] way back.
_ When a sadness falls on the morning bird.
Wonder what the day will bring.
But I shut my eyes and hang my head.
At least that bird can sing.
_ Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come round, [C] scratching [F] at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with [Cm] the [Bb] dust and [F] rattling bone.
_ Till they bury me down [Fm] beneath the ground with the dust and [F] rattling bone. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ Oh, Xenus.
_ Xenus, [F] God forgive him.
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[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
_ Late one _ night, sorrow come round, scratching at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of _ stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the dust [Bb] and [F] rattling _ bone. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Left my home and left my love, caught on a rusty nail.
_ Devil rolls up, heavy with gold, [C] my [F] soul's not for sale.
Then a holy man in a house of God, [C] he offered me a [F] book of prayer.
But when I left my home and left my love, I left [Bb] my faith [F] back there. _
Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more. _ _
Late one night, sorrow come [C] round, scratching at [F] my [Ab] door.
[F] But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with the [Bb] dust and rattling [F] bone. _ _
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_ _ _ [Ab] _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Shut my eyes and hang my head.
[C] _ Sadness [F] makes no sound.
_ _ _ Climbing up, _ _ bottomless.
[C] Hurts on the [F] way back.
_ When a sadness falls on the morning bird.
Wonder what the day will bring.
But I shut my eyes and hang my head.
At least that bird can sing.
_ Smoke don't rise, fuel don't burn, sun don't shine no more.
Late one night, sorrow come round, [C] scratching [F] at my door.
But I cut my hands and break my back, dragging this bag of stones.
Till they bury me down beneath the ground with [Cm] the [Bb] dust and [F] rattling bone.
_ Till they bury me down [Fm] beneath the ground with the dust and [F] rattling bone. _ _ _ _ _ _
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