Chords for Shemekia Copeland - Clotilda's On Fire
Tempo:
84.1 bpm
Chords used:
Abm
E
Eb
Gb
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Abm]
[Eb] [Abm]
[Eb] [Ab] She's [Abm] coming for you, [Ebm] hear the [Abm] chains rattle, turn you into [E] a slave, another [Abm] piece of chattel.
Across [Dbm] the [Ebm] seas, [Abm] stormy waters, showed [Dbm] no [Eb] mercy, she was [Abm] Satan's daughter.
[Ab] [Dbm] Born to steal, [Eb] bodies [Abm] to sell, she [E] had her [Eb] own special [Ab] place in hell.
[E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [E] off the [Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, [E] the [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [Abm] fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
[Eb] [Abm] [Ab] [B] [Eb] [Abm] She took souls [Ebm] on a [Db] horrible [Abm] trip, her [Db] morning song was the crack [Abm] of a whip.
[Db] Ones who [Dbm] survived [Eb] died a long [Abm] time ago, most of them buried [Eb] out at [Abm] Old Plateau.
But the [Dbm] pain and the memory [Eb] will never go [Abm] away, her [E] spirit still [Eb] lives by the [Abm] shores of the bay.
[E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [E] off the
[Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, [E] the
[Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
[Gb] She [E] was the [Abm] dirty secret, [Gbm] [E] forgot but [Abm] not forgiven, [Gb] [E] but the shame [Abm] was so great, [Ebm] [E] she could [Eb] not stay hidden.
[B]
[E] She's on fire.
[Gb] [Abm]
[E] [Gb] [Abm]
[E] [Gb] [Abm] [B]
[E] [Eb] [Abm]
[Ab] [Abm] [Ebm] Her [Abm] flame no longer [Ebm] lights [Abm] up at night, now [E] dreams survive [Abm] and hope burns bright.
People [Dbm] still come [Ebm] from miles [Abm] around to [E] praise the folks [Eb] of [Abm] Africatown,
[Ab] who [Db] rose from the ashes [Eb] of a sad [Abm] history, still [E] unchained, [Eb] [Ebm]
[Ab] proud and free.
[Abm] [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [Ab] [Abm] [E] off the [Gb] Alabama
[Abm] coast, [E] the [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [B] fire, [E] but still living [Eb]
[Abm] with her ghost.
[E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [E] off the [Gb] Alabama [Ab] coast, [E] the [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on fire, [B] [E] but still living, [Eb] but still living [Ab] with her [Abm] ghost.
[B] [Ab] [Abm] [Ebm]
[Abm]
[Eb] [Abm]
[Eb] [Ab] She's [Abm] coming for you, [Ebm] hear the [Abm] chains rattle, turn you into [E] a slave, another [Abm] piece of chattel.
Across [Dbm] the [Ebm] seas, [Abm] stormy waters, showed [Dbm] no [Eb] mercy, she was [Abm] Satan's daughter.
[Ab] [Dbm] Born to steal, [Eb] bodies [Abm] to sell, she [E] had her [Eb] own special [Ab] place in hell.
[E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [E] off the [Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, [E] the [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [Abm] fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
[Eb] [Abm] [Ab] [B] [Eb] [Abm] She took souls [Ebm] on a [Db] horrible [Abm] trip, her [Db] morning song was the crack [Abm] of a whip.
[Db] Ones who [Dbm] survived [Eb] died a long [Abm] time ago, most of them buried [Eb] out at [Abm] Old Plateau.
But the [Dbm] pain and the memory [Eb] will never go [Abm] away, her [E] spirit still [Eb] lives by the [Abm] shores of the bay.
[E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [E] off the
[Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, [E] the
[Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
[Gb] She [E] was the [Abm] dirty secret, [Gbm] [E] forgot but [Abm] not forgiven, [Gb] [E] but the shame [Abm] was so great, [Ebm] [E] she could [Eb] not stay hidden.
[B]
[E] She's on fire.
[Gb] [Abm]
[E] [Gb] [Abm]
[E] [Gb] [Abm] [B]
[E] [Eb] [Abm]
[Ab] [Abm] [Ebm] Her [Abm] flame no longer [Ebm] lights [Abm] up at night, now [E] dreams survive [Abm] and hope burns bright.
People [Dbm] still come [Ebm] from miles [Abm] around to [E] praise the folks [Eb] of [Abm] Africatown,
[Ab] who [Db] rose from the ashes [Eb] of a sad [Abm] history, still [E] unchained, [Eb] [Ebm]
[Ab] proud and free.
[Abm] [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [Ab] [Abm] [E] off the [Gb] Alabama
[Abm] coast, [E] the [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [B] fire, [E] but still living [Eb]
[Abm] with her ghost.
[E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [E] off the [Gb] Alabama [Ab] coast, [E] the [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on fire, [B] [E] but still living, [Eb] but still living [Ab] with her [Abm] ghost.
[B] [Ab] [Abm] [Ebm]
[Abm]
Key:
Abm
E
Eb
Gb
Ab
Abm
E
Eb
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] [Ab] She's [Abm] coming for you, [Ebm] hear the [Abm] chains rattle, turn you into [E] a slave, another [Abm] piece of chattel.
Across [Dbm] the [Ebm] seas, [Abm] stormy waters, showed [Dbm] no [Eb] mercy, she was [Abm] Satan's daughter.
[Ab] [Dbm] Born to steal, [Eb] bodies [Abm] to sell, _ she [E] had her [Eb] own special [Ab] place in hell.
_ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ _ [E] off the _ [Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, _ [E] the _ [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [Abm] fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
[Eb] _ [Abm] _ [Ab] _ [B] _ [Eb] [Abm] She took souls [Ebm] on a [Db] horrible [Abm] trip, her [Db] morning song was the crack [Abm] of a whip.
[Db] _ Ones who [Dbm] survived [Eb] died a long [Abm] time ago, most of them buried [Eb] out at [Abm] Old Plateau.
But the [Dbm] pain and the memory [Eb] will never go [Abm] away, her [E] spirit still [Eb] lives by the [Abm] shores of the bay.
_ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ _ [E] off the _
[Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, _ [E] the _
[Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
_ [Gb] She [E] was the [Abm] dirty secret, [Gbm] [E] forgot but [Abm] not forgiven, [Gb] [E] but the shame [Abm] was so great, [Ebm] [E] she could [Eb] not stay hidden.
_ [B]
[E] She's on fire.
[Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Abm] _ [Ebm] Her [Abm] flame no longer [Ebm] lights [Abm] up at night, now [E] dreams survive [Abm] and hope burns bright.
People [Dbm] still come [Ebm] from miles [Abm] around to [E] praise the folks [Eb] of [Abm] Africatown,
[Ab] who [Db] rose from the ashes [Eb] of a sad [Abm] history, still [E] unchained, [Eb] _ [Ebm]
[Ab] proud and free.
[Abm] _ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ [Ab] _ [Abm] [E] off the [Gb] Alabama _
[Abm] coast, _ [E] the _ [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [B] fire, _ [E] but still living [Eb] _
[Abm] with her ghost.
_ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ [E] off the _ [Gb] Alabama [Ab] coast, _ [E] the _ [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on fire, [B] _ [E] but still living, _ [Eb] but still living _ [Ab] with her [Abm] ghost. _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Ab] _ [Abm] _ [Ebm] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] [Ab] She's [Abm] coming for you, [Ebm] hear the [Abm] chains rattle, turn you into [E] a slave, another [Abm] piece of chattel.
Across [Dbm] the [Ebm] seas, [Abm] stormy waters, showed [Dbm] no [Eb] mercy, she was [Abm] Satan's daughter.
[Ab] [Dbm] Born to steal, [Eb] bodies [Abm] to sell, _ she [E] had her [Eb] own special [Ab] place in hell.
_ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ _ [E] off the _ [Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, _ [E] the _ [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [Abm] fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
[Eb] _ [Abm] _ [Ab] _ [B] _ [Eb] [Abm] She took souls [Ebm] on a [Db] horrible [Abm] trip, her [Db] morning song was the crack [Abm] of a whip.
[Db] _ Ones who [Dbm] survived [Eb] died a long [Abm] time ago, most of them buried [Eb] out at [Abm] Old Plateau.
But the [Dbm] pain and the memory [Eb] will never go [Abm] away, her [E] spirit still [Eb] lives by the [Abm] shores of the bay.
_ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ _ [E] off the _
[Gb] Alabama [Abm] coast, _ [E] the _
[Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, [B] but [E] still living [Eb] with [Abm] her ghost.
_ [Gb] She [E] was the [Abm] dirty secret, [Gbm] [E] forgot but [Abm] not forgiven, [Gb] [E] but the shame [Abm] was so great, [Ebm] [E] she could [Eb] not stay hidden.
_ [B]
[E] She's on fire.
[Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Abm] _ [Ebm] Her [Abm] flame no longer [Ebm] lights [Abm] up at night, now [E] dreams survive [Abm] and hope burns bright.
People [Dbm] still come [Ebm] from miles [Abm] around to [E] praise the folks [Eb] of [Abm] Africatown,
[Ab] who [Db] rose from the ashes [Eb] of a sad [Abm] history, still [E] unchained, [Eb] _ [Ebm]
[Ab] proud and free.
[Abm] _ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ [Ab] _ [Abm] [E] off the [Gb] Alabama _
[Abm] coast, _ [E] the _ [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on [B] fire, _ [E] but still living [Eb] _
[Abm] with her ghost.
_ _ [E] The [Gb] Tildes, [Abm] on fire, _ [E] off the _ [Gb] Alabama [Ab] coast, _ [E] the _ [Gb] Tildes, [Ab] on fire, [B] _ [E] but still living, _ [Eb] but still living _ [Ab] with her [Abm] ghost. _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Ab] _ [Abm] _ [Ebm] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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