Chords for S.S. Web - Chaser
Tempo:
98.1 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
D
Bb
C
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [Dm]
[C] [D] Well the boys were stomping like they were swat [F] hopping [D] ground
Them ladies danced like they were possessed [Dm] by the devil
It's a sin
[A] The bottles were passing smokeless [Am] roaming wasn't the tear to be [D] found all the [A] night they lay [Dm] me down
They [G] cry oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[G] Oh
[Bb]
[D] Don't come up and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[C] [Dm]
[C] [Dm] Sleep to six feet under never made me wonder will change the way I [D] live
And the [Dm] black suit and high-flippin pine box possession could never represent me
So when you think of me laying next to all the mother dead sinners I as she [D] is
[A] Clap one open sit to take a [Dm] load off and sing a little tune with [D] me
Don't [Bb]
[Dm] come up [G] and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[G] [Dm]
Don't come up [G] and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it right [Dm] back down
I'll
[C] [Dm]
[C] [Dm] look back on my time standing up with st.
Peter at the pearly gates
[D] With laughing and joke I'll try and talk [Dm] myself in maybe through the back [D] wing my [A] life my story
Oh my [Dm] glory and all I should [D] repent for when [A] they take on buried and [Am] rotten
No one really gives a [D] shit.
They cry.
Oh
[Bb]
I [D] hope the Sun don't come up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[G] Oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the Sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [D] right back down
[F] [E] [Dm] [F] [E]
[D]
[C] [D] Well the boys were stomping like they were swat [F] hopping [D] ground
Them ladies danced like they were possessed [Dm] by the devil
It's a sin
[A] The bottles were passing smokeless [Am] roaming wasn't the tear to be [D] found all the [A] night they lay [Dm] me down
They [G] cry oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[G] Oh
[Bb]
[D] Don't come up and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[C] [Dm]
[C] [Dm] Sleep to six feet under never made me wonder will change the way I [D] live
And the [Dm] black suit and high-flippin pine box possession could never represent me
So when you think of me laying next to all the mother dead sinners I as she [D] is
[A] Clap one open sit to take a [Dm] load off and sing a little tune with [D] me
Don't [Bb]
[Dm] come up [G] and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[G] [Dm]
Don't come up [G] and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it right [Dm] back down
I'll
[C] [Dm]
[C] [Dm] look back on my time standing up with st.
Peter at the pearly gates
[D] With laughing and joke I'll try and talk [Dm] myself in maybe through the back [D] wing my [A] life my story
Oh my [Dm] glory and all I should [D] repent for when [A] they take on buried and [Am] rotten
No one really gives a [D] shit.
They cry.
Oh
[Bb]
I [D] hope the Sun don't come up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
[G] Oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the Sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [D] right back down
[F] [E] [Dm] [F] [E]
[D]
Key:
Dm
D
Bb
C
G
Dm
D
Bb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ Well the boys were stomping like they were swat [F] hopping [D] ground
_ Them ladies danced like they were possessed [Dm] by the devil
It's a sin
[A] The bottles were passing smokeless [Am] roaming wasn't the tear to be [D] found all the [A] night they lay [Dm] me down
They [G] cry oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
_ _ [G] Oh
[Bb] _
_ [D] _ Don't come up and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it [Dm] right back down _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ Sleep to six feet under never made me wonder will change the way I [D] live
And the [Dm] black suit and high-flippin pine box possession could never represent me
So when you think of me laying next to all the mother dead sinners I as she [D] is
[A] Clap one open sit to take a [Dm] load off and sing a little tune with [D] me
Don't [Bb] _
_ [Dm] _ come up [G] and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
_ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _
_ Don't come up [G] and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it right [Dm] back down
I'll _ _ _
_ [C] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ look back on my time standing up with st.
Peter at the pearly gates
[D] With laughing and joke I'll try and talk [Dm] myself in maybe through the back [D] wing my [A] life my story
Oh my [Dm] glory and all I should [D] repent for when [A] they take on buried and [Am] rotten
No one really gives a [D] shit.
They cry.
Oh
[Bb]
I [D] hope the Sun don't come up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
_ _ [G] Oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the Sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [D] right back down
_ _ [F] _ _ [E] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ Well the boys were stomping like they were swat [F] hopping [D] ground
_ Them ladies danced like they were possessed [Dm] by the devil
It's a sin
[A] The bottles were passing smokeless [Am] roaming wasn't the tear to be [D] found all the [A] night they lay [Dm] me down
They [G] cry oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
_ _ [G] Oh
[Bb] _
_ [D] _ Don't come up and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it [Dm] right back down _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ Sleep to six feet under never made me wonder will change the way I [D] live
And the [Dm] black suit and high-flippin pine box possession could never represent me
So when you think of me laying next to all the mother dead sinners I as she [D] is
[A] Clap one open sit to take a [Dm] load off and sing a little tune with [D] me
Don't [Bb] _
_ [Dm] _ come up [G] and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
_ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _
_ Don't come up [G] and if you [Bb] do we'll chase it right [Dm] back down
I'll _ _ _
_ [C] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ look back on my time standing up with st.
Peter at the pearly gates
[D] With laughing and joke I'll try and talk [Dm] myself in maybe through the back [D] wing my [A] life my story
Oh my [Dm] glory and all I should [D] repent for when [A] they take on buried and [Am] rotten
No one really gives a [D] shit.
They cry.
Oh
[Bb]
I [D] hope the Sun don't come up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [Dm] right back down
_ _ [G] Oh
[Bb]
I [Dm] hope the Sun don't come [D] up and if you do [Bb] we'll chase it [D] right back down
_ _ [F] _ _ [E] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _