In Her House Chords by Screams For Tina
Tempo:
76.5 bpm
Chords used:
G
E
F#
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N]
[E] [F#]
[E] [F#] [G]
[Em] [F#m]
[Em] [Bm] [Em]
[F#]
[E] [Em] [Bm] [G]
[Em] [Bm] [G]
[E] [F#m] [G]
[E] In this place called [Bm] Heaven, the days [C#] are such a bore.
[E] Walking in raptured [F#m] splendor, upon [G] a silken floor.
[E] You've had a life of [C#] struttin', now [G] you'll be free.
[Em] Into the arms of [Bm] Never, that's where [G] you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in your [F#] skin,
[B] [A] in her [F#] house.
[E] That's where the big [Em] is, [F#m] [G]
[E] in her house.
[Bm] [G]
[Em] The vacant indents [F#m] in his arms, his [G] hollow eyes shall [Em] be.
Dreams are cold like [F#] ashes, his foot legs rang with [Em] sleep.
In silence, [C#] deprivation, [G] sets you [Em] free.
Alone with God's [Bm] redemption, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin,
[B] [A] in her [F#] house.
That's where the big [E] is.
[F#]
[E] [F#] [Em]
I salute my soul, [Bm] to the [Em] depths of Heaven, that keeps the lips [F#] of [Em] the seven ages of death.
[Bm] [G]
[E] [Bm] [G]
[E] In this place called [C#] Heaven, the days are such a [E] bore.
Walking in raptured [Bm] splendor, [G] upon a silken [E] floor.
You've had a life of [Bm] struttin', now [Em] you'll be free.
Into the arms of [F#m] Never, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin,
[B] [A] in her house.
[F#m] That's where the big [B] is, [A] in her [F#] house.
[B] [A] In her [F#] house.
[E] [F#] [G]
[E] In her house.
[Bm] [G]
[E] In her [F#] house.
[G]
[E] In her house.
[F#m] [G] [Em] [Bm] [G]
[E] [Bm] [G]
[E] [Bm] [G]
[E] [F#m] [N]
[E] [F#]
[E] [F#] [G]
[Em] [F#m]
[Em] [Bm] [Em]
[F#]
[E] [Em] [Bm] [G]
[Em] [Bm] [G]
[E] [F#m] [G]
[E] In this place called [Bm] Heaven, the days [C#] are such a bore.
[E] Walking in raptured [F#m] splendor, upon [G] a silken floor.
[E] You've had a life of [C#] struttin', now [G] you'll be free.
[Em] Into the arms of [Bm] Never, that's where [G] you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in your [F#] skin,
[B] [A] in her [F#] house.
[E] That's where the big [Em] is, [F#m] [G]
[E] in her house.
[Bm] [G]
[Em] The vacant indents [F#m] in his arms, his [G] hollow eyes shall [Em] be.
Dreams are cold like [F#] ashes, his foot legs rang with [Em] sleep.
In silence, [C#] deprivation, [G] sets you [Em] free.
Alone with God's [Bm] redemption, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin,
[B] [A] in her [F#] house.
That's where the big [E] is.
[F#]
[E] [F#] [Em]
I salute my soul, [Bm] to the [Em] depths of Heaven, that keeps the lips [F#] of [Em] the seven ages of death.
[Bm] [G]
[E] [Bm] [G]
[E] In this place called [C#] Heaven, the days are such a [E] bore.
Walking in raptured [Bm] splendor, [G] upon a silken [E] floor.
You've had a life of [Bm] struttin', now [Em] you'll be free.
Into the arms of [F#m] Never, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin,
[B] [A] in her house.
[F#m] That's where the big [B] is, [A] in her [F#] house.
[B] [A] In her [F#] house.
[E] [F#] [G]
[E] In her house.
[Bm] [G]
[E] In her [F#] house.
[G]
[E] In her house.
[F#m] [G] [Em] [Bm] [G]
[E] [Bm] [G]
[E] [Bm] [G]
[E] [F#m] [N]
Key:
G
E
F#
Em
Bm
G
E
F#
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_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ [Em] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] In this place called [Bm] Heaven, the days [C#] are such a bore.
[E] Walking in raptured [F#m] splendor, upon [G] a silken floor.
[E] You've had a life of [C#] struttin', now [G] you'll be free.
[Em] Into the arms of [Bm] Never, that's where [G] you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in your [F#] skin, _ _
_ [B] _ [A] in her [F#] house.
[E] That's where the big [Em] is, _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _
[E] in her house.
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] The vacant indents [F#m] in his arms, his [G] hollow eyes shall [Em] be.
Dreams are cold like [F#] ashes, his foot legs rang with [Em] sleep.
In silence, [C#] deprivation, [G] sets you [Em] free.
Alone with God's [Bm] redemption, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin, _ _
_ [B] _ [A] in her [F#] house.
That's where the big [E] is.
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ I salute my soul, [Bm] _ to the [Em] depths of Heaven, _ that keeps the lips [F#] of [Em] the seven ages of death.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ In this place called [C#] Heaven, the days are such a [E] bore.
Walking in raptured [Bm] splendor, [G] upon a silken [E] floor.
You've had a life of [Bm] struttin', now [Em] you'll be free.
Into the arms of [F#m] Never, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin, _ _
_ [B] _ [A] in her house.
[F#m] That's where the big [B] is, [A] in her [F#] house. _ _
_ [B] _ [A] In her [F#] house. _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G] _
[E] In her house.
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
[E] In her _ [F#] house.
_ [G] _
[E] In her house.
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ [Em] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] In this place called [Bm] Heaven, the days [C#] are such a bore.
[E] Walking in raptured [F#m] splendor, upon [G] a silken floor.
[E] You've had a life of [C#] struttin', now [G] you'll be free.
[Em] Into the arms of [Bm] Never, that's where [G] you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in your [F#] skin, _ _
_ [B] _ [A] in her [F#] house.
[E] That's where the big [Em] is, _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _
[E] in her house.
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] The vacant indents [F#m] in his arms, his [G] hollow eyes shall [Em] be.
Dreams are cold like [F#] ashes, his foot legs rang with [Em] sleep.
In silence, [C#] deprivation, [G] sets you [Em] free.
Alone with God's [Bm] redemption, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin, _ _
_ [B] _ [A] in her [F#] house.
That's where the big [E] is.
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ I salute my soul, [Bm] _ to the [Em] depths of Heaven, _ that keeps the lips [F#] of [Em] the seven ages of death.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ In this place called [C#] Heaven, the days are such a [E] bore.
Walking in raptured [Bm] splendor, [G] upon a silken [E] floor.
You've had a life of [Bm] struttin', now [Em] you'll be free.
Into the arms of [F#m] Never, that's [G] where you long to [B] be.
[A] Tearing holes in [F#] your skin, _ _
_ [B] _ [A] in her house.
[F#m] That's where the big [B] is, [A] in her [F#] house. _ _
_ [B] _ [A] In her [F#] house. _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G] _
[E] In her house.
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
[E] In her _ [F#] house.
_ [G] _
[E] In her house.
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [N] _