Chords for Stick In The Wheel - Bedlam (Bones EP)
Tempo:
116.55 bpm
Chords used:
B
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F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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For to see my time at Bedlam, ten thousand miles I've travelled, man-moulding goats on dirty toes
save a shoe some gravel, went down to Satan's kitchen
break my fast one morning, and now I've got stuff piping up
long and bitter turning, still I [Bm] sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
[B] want no drink nor money
there I took a cauldron, where boats of thousand ollecks
dragged the same, to the elf of all such bollocks
For to see my time at Bedlam, ten thousand miles I've travelled, man-moulding goats on dirty toes
save a shoe some gravel, went down to Satan's kitchen
break my fast one morning, and now I've got stuff piping up
long and bitter turning, still I [Bm] sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
[B] want no drink nor money
there I took a cauldron, where boats of thousand ollecks
dragged the same, to the elf of all such bollocks
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_ _ For to see my time at _ Bedlam, _ ten thousand miles I've travelled, man-moulding goats on dirty toes
_ For to save a shoe some gravel, went down to Satan's kitchen
_ _ To break my fast one morning, and now I've got stuff piping _ _ up
For a long and bitter turning, still I [Bm] sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they often go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they [B] want no drink nor money
_ And _ _ _ there I took a _ cauldron, _ where boats of thousand ollecks
So full of flame, they dragged the _ same, to the elf of all such bollocks
My staff has met a _ giant, _ my bag along died caries
To cut lip-pipes from children's _ fide, for weeks to feed the fairies
Still [Bm] I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go fair, and they live bonnie [F#m] air, and they want [B] no drink nor money _ _ _
_ _ The gypsy slut or gopsy, _ _ _ will win remittan from me
I'll weep all night with stars I'll _ fight, the fray shall well become me
Of thirty fair years I have _ I
My twenty been enraging, and forty fifty times fifty
_ _ _ In Jerusalem they cage it, still I sing bonnie boys, [Bm] bonnie mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonnie, for they all go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they want no [B] drink nor money
The _ _ _ moon's my constant mistress, _ _ and the lowly are my morrow
The flaming drake and the night crow may, _ be music to me sorrow
I know more than _ Apollo, _ for often he lies sleeping
I'll sing the stars a bloody _ roar, fear the wounded will keep weeping
Still I sing bonnie boys, [Bm] bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they want no [B] drink nor money
_ We're _ _ an host of furious _ _ _ fancies, we're a rock of command
We'll burn in spirit, and also of _ air
To the wilderness I wander, by night of ghosts and _ shadows
_ I summon Amtertany, ten years beyond the wild world's _ end
Leaving cities no journey, still I sing bonnie boys, [Bm] bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they [F#m] want no [B] drink nor money _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ For to see my time at _ Bedlam, _ ten thousand miles I've travelled, man-moulding goats on dirty toes
_ For to save a shoe some gravel, went down to Satan's kitchen
_ _ To break my fast one morning, and now I've got stuff piping _ _ up
For a long and bitter turning, still I [Bm] sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they often go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they [B] want no drink nor money
_ And _ _ _ there I took a _ cauldron, _ where boats of thousand ollecks
So full of flame, they dragged the _ same, to the elf of all such bollocks
My staff has met a _ giant, _ my bag along died caries
To cut lip-pipes from children's _ fide, for weeks to feed the fairies
Still [Bm] I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go fair, and they live bonnie [F#m] air, and they want [B] no drink nor money _ _ _
_ _ The gypsy slut or gopsy, _ _ _ will win remittan from me
I'll weep all night with stars I'll _ fight, the fray shall well become me
Of thirty fair years I have _ I
My twenty been enraging, and forty fifty times fifty
_ _ _ In Jerusalem they cage it, still I sing bonnie boys, [Bm] bonnie mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonnie, for they all go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they want no [B] drink nor money
The _ _ _ moon's my constant mistress, _ _ and the lowly are my morrow
The flaming drake and the night crow may, _ be music to me sorrow
I know more than _ Apollo, _ for often he lies sleeping
I'll sing the stars a bloody _ roar, fear the wounded will keep weeping
Still I sing bonnie boys, [Bm] bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they want no [B] drink nor money
_ We're _ _ an host of furious _ _ _ fancies, we're a rock of command
We'll burn in spirit, and also of _ air
To the wilderness I wander, by night of ghosts and _ shadows
_ I summon Amtertany, ten years beyond the wild world's _ end
Leaving cities no journey, still I sing bonnie boys, [Bm] bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go fair, and they live bonnie air, and they [F#m] want no [B] drink nor money _ _ _