Chords for The Devil Makes Three - "Old Number 7"
Tempo:
71.875 bpm
Chords used:
F#
Bm
E
A
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm] [Bm] [F#] [E]
[F#] [Bm]
[F#] [E]
[F#] [Bm] I guess I grew up on an old dirt [F#] road, I peddled to the metal, always did what I was [E] told.
Until I found out that my brand new clothes [F#] came second hand from the rich kids next door.
[Bm] And I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean.
[F#] There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen.
[E] And now I just wander through a real [Dm] bad dream.
[F#] I'm feeling like I'm coming [C#m] apart at the seams, [Bm] but thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number seven, [F#] Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look good [F#] to me, they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery depot.
[Bm] Thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, [F#] number seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking [E] in heaven.
And I know I can't stay here too [F#] long, cause I can't go a week without doing [Bm] wrong.
Oh, [F#] number seven, drinking in heaven.
[E]
[F#m] [F#] [C#] [F#m] [Bm]
[F#] [E]
[A] [F#] So [Bm] I'm sitting at the bar stool with soft to grow root.
[F#] Feeling like an old worn out pair [A] of shoes.
[E] Oh, tell me what is it that I should [A] do when [F#] I'm a swimming in the liquor [C#m] only half way [Bm] through.
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be.
[F#] Oh, come on now and wrap them around me.
[E] Cause all I want to do now is fall [A] to sleep.
[F#] Come down here and lay next to me.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And up here the bottle never runs [F#] dry and you never wake up with those tears in your eyes.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look [A] good to me, [F#] they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery [Bm]
depot.
Oh, number [F#] seven, drinking in [E] heaven.
[F#] [E]
[Bm] [F#] [C#] [E]
[F#] [F#]
[Bm] [F#] [F#] [E]
[F#]
[F#] [Bm]
[F#] [E]
[F#] [Bm] I guess I grew up on an old dirt [F#] road, I peddled to the metal, always did what I was [E] told.
Until I found out that my brand new clothes [F#] came second hand from the rich kids next door.
[Bm] And I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean.
[F#] There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen.
[E] And now I just wander through a real [Dm] bad dream.
[F#] I'm feeling like I'm coming [C#m] apart at the seams, [Bm] but thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number seven, [F#] Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look good [F#] to me, they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery depot.
[Bm] Thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, [F#] number seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking [E] in heaven.
And I know I can't stay here too [F#] long, cause I can't go a week without doing [Bm] wrong.
Oh, [F#] number seven, drinking in heaven.
[E]
[F#m] [F#] [C#] [F#m] [Bm]
[F#] [E]
[A] [F#] So [Bm] I'm sitting at the bar stool with soft to grow root.
[F#] Feeling like an old worn out pair [A] of shoes.
[E] Oh, tell me what is it that I should [A] do when [F#] I'm a swimming in the liquor [C#m] only half way [Bm] through.
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be.
[F#] Oh, come on now and wrap them around me.
[E] Cause all I want to do now is fall [A] to sleep.
[F#] Come down here and lay next to me.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And up here the bottle never runs [F#] dry and you never wake up with those tears in your eyes.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look [A] good to me, [F#] they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery [Bm]
depot.
Oh, number [F#] seven, drinking in [E] heaven.
[F#] [E]
[Bm] [F#] [C#] [E]
[F#] [F#]
[Bm] [F#] [F#] [E]
[F#]
Key:
F#
Bm
E
A
C#m
F#
Bm
E
[Bm] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [F#] _ _ _ [E] _
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_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [Bm] I guess I grew up on an old dirt [F#] road, I peddled to the metal, always did what I was [E] told.
Until I found out that my brand new clothes [F#] came second hand from the rich kids next door.
[Bm] And I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean.
[F#] There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen.
[E] And now I just wander through a real [Dm] bad dream.
[F#] I'm feeling like I'm coming [C#m] apart at the seams, [Bm] but thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number seven, [F#] Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look good [F#] to me, they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery depot.
[Bm] Thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, [F#] number seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking [E] in heaven.
And I know I can't stay here too [F#] long, cause I can't go a week without doing [Bm] wrong.
Oh, [F#] number seven, _ drinking in heaven.
[E] _ _
_ [F#m] _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ [F#] _ _ So [Bm] I'm sitting at the bar stool with soft to grow root.
[F#] Feeling like an old worn out pair [A] of shoes.
[E] Oh, tell me what is it that I should [A] do when [F#] I'm a swimming in the liquor [C#m] only half way [Bm] through.
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be.
[F#] Oh, come on now and wrap them around me.
[E] Cause all I want to do now is fall [A] to sleep.
[F#] Come down here and lay next to me.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And up here the bottle never runs [F#] dry and you never wake up with those tears in your eyes.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look [A] good to me, [F#] they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery [Bm] _
depot.
Oh, number [F#] seven, _ drinking in [E] heaven. _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bm] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [E] _
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_ [Bm] _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#] _ [E] _ _
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_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [Bm] I guess I grew up on an old dirt [F#] road, I peddled to the metal, always did what I was [E] told.
Until I found out that my brand new clothes [F#] came second hand from the rich kids next door.
[Bm] And I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean.
[F#] There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen.
[E] And now I just wander through a real [Dm] bad dream.
[F#] I'm feeling like I'm coming [C#m] apart at the seams, [Bm] but thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number seven, [F#] Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look good [F#] to me, they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery depot.
[Bm] Thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, [F#] number seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking [E] in heaven.
And I know I can't stay here too [F#] long, cause I can't go a week without doing [Bm] wrong.
Oh, [F#] number seven, _ drinking in heaven.
[E] _ _
_ [F#m] _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ [F#] _ _ So [Bm] I'm sitting at the bar stool with soft to grow root.
[F#] Feeling like an old worn out pair [A] of shoes.
[E] Oh, tell me what is it that I should [A] do when [F#] I'm a swimming in the liquor [C#m] only half way [Bm] through.
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be.
[F#] Oh, come on now and wrap them around me.
[E] Cause all I want to do now is fall [A] to sleep.
[F#] Come down here and lay next to me.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And up here the bottle never runs [F#] dry and you never wake up with those tears in your eyes.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels.
Oh, number [F#] seven, Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven.
[E] And angels start to look [A] good to me, [F#] they're gonna have to deport me to the fiery [Bm] _
depot.
Oh, number [F#] seven, _ drinking in [E] heaven. _
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[Bm] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [E] _
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