Chords for Run To The Hills (Vocals Only) [Studio Version]
Tempo:
135.75 bpm
Chords used:
D
C
E
C#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
![Run To The Hills (Vocals Only) [Studio Version] chords](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/tVJ9lJQb8jI/mqdefault.jpg)
Start Jamming...
White man came across the sea, he [C#m] brought us pain and misery.
[N] He killed our tribes, he killed our creed.
He took our game for his own need.
We fought him hard, we fought him well, out on the plains.
We gave him hell, [G#] but many came.
Too much for three, oh will we ever [D] be set free?
[E] Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes, galloping hard on the plains.
Chasing the redskins back to their holes, fighting them at their own game.
Murder for freedom, the stab in the back, women and children are cowards attack.
[C]
Run to the hills, run [D]
[E] thieves, run
[N]
times.
Sold to blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing's a game.
Raping the women and wasting the men, the only good Indians are tame.
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold and saving the young and destroying the [A] old.
[N]
Run to the, run thieves, run to, run for your lives.
Yeah.
Run to the hills, run for your lives, run for, [F] [C]
run [N] for your lives, run to the, run for, [D]
run to the
[C] [N] run for lives.
[N] He killed our tribes, he killed our creed.
He took our game for his own need.
We fought him hard, we fought him well, out on the plains.
We gave him hell, [G#] but many came.
Too much for three, oh will we ever [D] be set free?
[E] Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes, galloping hard on the plains.
Chasing the redskins back to their holes, fighting them at their own game.
Murder for freedom, the stab in the back, women and children are cowards attack.
[C]
Run to the hills, run [D]
[E] thieves, run
[N]
times.
Sold to blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing's a game.
Raping the women and wasting the men, the only good Indians are tame.
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold and saving the young and destroying the [A] old.
[N]
Run to the, run thieves, run to, run for your lives.
Yeah.
Run to the hills, run for your lives, run for, [F] [C]
run [N] for your lives, run to the, run for, [D]
run to the
[C] [N] run for lives.
Key:
D
C
E
C#m
G#
D
C
E
_ _ White man came across the sea, he [C#m] brought us pain and misery.
[N] He killed our tribes, he killed our creed.
He took our game for his own need.
We fought him hard, we fought him well, out on the plains.
We gave him hell, [G#] but many came.
Too much for three, oh will we _ ever [D] be set free? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes, galloping hard on the plains.
_ Chasing the redskins back to their holes, fighting them at their own game.
_ Murder for freedom, the stab in the back, women and children are cowards attack.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
Run to the hills, _ _ _ _ _ _ run _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] thieves, _ _ run _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ times.
Sold to blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing's a game.
_ Raping the women and wasting the men, the only good Indians are tame. _
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold and saving the young and destroying the [A] old.
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Run to the, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ run _ _ _ _ _ _ thieves, _ _ run to, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ run for _ _ _ _ _ _ _ your lives. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Yeah. _ _ _ _ _
Run _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ to the hills, _ _ _ _ _ run for your _ _ _ _ lives, _ run _ for, _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
run _ [N] for your _ _ lives, _ _ _ _ run to the, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ run for, _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ run to the _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [N] run _ for _ _ _ _ lives. _ _ _
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[N] He killed our tribes, he killed our creed.
He took our game for his own need.
We fought him hard, we fought him well, out on the plains.
We gave him hell, [G#] but many came.
Too much for three, oh will we _ ever [D] be set free? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes, galloping hard on the plains.
_ Chasing the redskins back to their holes, fighting them at their own game.
_ Murder for freedom, the stab in the back, women and children are cowards attack.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
Run to the hills, _ _ _ _ _ _ run _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] thieves, _ _ run _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ times.
Sold to blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing's a game.
_ Raping the women and wasting the men, the only good Indians are tame. _
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold and saving the young and destroying the [A] old.
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Run to the, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ run _ _ _ _ _ _ thieves, _ _ run to, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ run for _ _ _ _ _ _ _ your lives. _ _ _ _ _ _
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Run _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ to the hills, _ _ _ _ _ run for your _ _ _ _ lives, _ run _ for, _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
run _ [N] for your _ _ lives, _ _ _ _ run to the, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ run for, _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ run to the _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [N] run _ for _ _ _ _ lives. _ _ _
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