Chords for Red Molly "1952 Vincent Black Lightning"

Tempo:
121.2 bpm
Chords used:

E

A

B

F#

C#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Red Molly "1952 Vincent Black Lightning" chords
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[E] [F#] [E]
[C#m] [E]
[A]
[E]
[A]
It's a Vincent Black Lightning
[E] 1952.
[B] I've seen you at the corners [A] and corners of the city.
[E] In cafes it seems, [B] red hair and black leather, [A] my [E] favorite color scheme.
[F#] And he pulled from [A]
behind and down the box hill.
[E] Did it.
Here's a ring for your [A] right hand.
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a [E] dangerous man.
With the law since I was [A] seventeen, I robbed any man to get my Vincent [E] machine.
[B] Now I'm twenty-one [A] years, I might make [E] twenty-two.
[B] I don't mind dying [A] but for the love [E] of you.
And [F#] if fate [A] should break my stride, then I'll give you my Vincent to [E] ride.
[A]
[E]
[A]
[E] [B]
[A] [E] [B] [E]
[A] [E] [F#m]
[A]
[E]
Come down, come down, red molly called Sergeant [A]
McRae.
Left taking young James Eighty for [E] armed robbery.
Shotgun blasted his chest left with nothing [A] inside.
Well come down, red molly, to his dying [E] bedside.
[B] She came to the [A] hospital, there wasn't [E] much left.
He [B] was running out of road, [A] he was running [E] out of breath.
[F#m] But he smiled [C#m] to [A] see her cry.
Said I'll give you my Vincent [E] tonight.
Said James in my opinion there's nothing [A] in this world beats a fifty-two Vincent and a [E] red headed girl.
Now Lartons and Indians and Greys [A] won't do.
They don't have a soul like a Vincent [E] fifty-two.
[B] Reached for her hand and [A] he slipped her the [E] keys.
[B] He said I got no [A] further use for [E] these.
I [B] see angels on [A] aerials in leather [E] and [B] chrome.
Swooping down from heaven, [A] carry [E] me home.
[A] [E]
[A] [B] He gave her one [A] kiss at a night.
And he gave her his Vincent [E] to ride.
Key:  
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
F#
134211112
C#m
13421114
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ It's a Vincent Black Lightning _
_ [E] 1952.
_ _ [B] I've seen you at the corners [A] and corners of the city.
[E] In cafes it seems, [B] red hair and black leather, [A] my [E] favorite color _ scheme.
[F#] And he pulled from [A] _ _
behind _ _ and _ down the box hill.
_ _ [E] Did it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Here's a ring for your [A] right hand.
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a [E] dangerous man.
With _ the law since I was [A] seventeen, _ _ _ I robbed any man to get my Vincent [E] machine. _
_ [B] Now I'm twenty-one [A] years, I might make [E] twenty-two.
[B] I don't mind dying [A] but for the love [E] of you.
And [F#] if fate [A] should break my _ _ _ _ stride, then I'll give you my Vincent _ _ to [E] _ ride. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
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[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Come down, come down, red molly called Sergeant [A] _ _
McRae.
Left taking young James Eighty for [E] armed robbery.
_ _ _ Shotgun blasted his chest left with nothing [A] inside.
_ Well come down, red molly, to his dying [E] bedside.
_ _ [B] She came to the [A] hospital, there wasn't [E] much left.
He [B] was running out of road, [A] he was running [E] out of breath. _
[F#m] But he smiled [C#m] to [A] see her cry.
_ _ _ _ Said I'll give you my Vincent _ _ _ _ [E] tonight.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Said James in my opinion there's nothing [A] in this world beats a fifty-two Vincent and a [E] red headed girl.
Now Lartons and Indians and Greys [A] won't do.
_ They don't have a soul like a Vincent [E] fifty-two.
_ _ [B] Reached for her hand and [A] he slipped her the [E] keys.
[B] He said I got no [A] further use for [E] these.
I [B] see angels on [A] aerials in leather [E] and [B] chrome.
Swooping down from heaven, [A] _ _ carry [E] me home.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [B] He gave her one [A] kiss at a night.
_ _ _ _ And he gave her his Vincent _ _ _ [E] to _ ride. _ _ _ _ _ _
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