Chords for The Three Rusty Nails
Tempo:
138.9 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
Bb
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The blood that washed [C] my sins [F] away.
This is a story of long ago, of a man who owned [Bb] a little store,
and I was mighty proud to have my name up [F] over the door.
This was some two thousand years ago, as I recall,
located [C] in Jerusalem across the street [F] from Pilate's home.
I had everything I thought I'd ever need.
[Bb] Folks would come from miles around, regardless of their creed.
[F]
The only thing I had I didn't think I could ever sell
[C] was in a corner on a shelf, [F] three old rusty spiked nails.
And then one day, a big Roman soldier came through [Bb] the door.
As he walked up to me, it seemed he shook the floor.
[F] Can I help you, sir?
I said with a voice I guess seemed frail.
He looked at me with a [C] staring grin, said I want to [F] buy some big, big [Bb] nails.
Three old rusty spikes is all I have, sir.
He said for me that'll do, for the job I have three's enough.
Now how much do I owe you?
He placed [C] the money in my hand, and I was glad [F] to make the sale.
Then I wondered, and I asked him.
I said, sir, what can you do with just three [Bb] nails?
He said, did you ever hear of a man called Jesus the [F] Nazarene?
You mean the one who goes about doing good?
He said, yes, that's the man.
He said, [C] well, today I intend to show the world that [F] I'm boss.
But with these three old rusty spikes, I'm [Bb] going to nail Jesus to the cross.
I said, they're almost numb.
[F] You'll never know how I felt.
I said, please, sir, don't [C] do that.
[F] As down on my knees I knelt.
He just turned and walked away.
I got up and followed him.
[Bb] I said, please, sir, I'll buy them back.
But he just looked at me and [F] grinned.
But across the distance, [C] I could see the howling mob [F] through the tears that filled my eyes.
Away with him, crucify him.
I could hear their angry cries.
And over all the groans and the pains of agony, I could hear the sound of a hammer
as that big Roman soldier nailed Jesus to a tree.
With three rusty nails, [Bb] they nailed Jesus to the tree.
The [F]
sun turned to darkness [C] on that
[D] day.
T [F]'was the day that Jesus died, [Bb] and the blood flowed from his side.
[F] The blood that washed [C] my sins [F] away.
This is a story of long ago, of a man who owned [Bb] a little store,
and I was mighty proud to have my name up [F] over the door.
This was some two thousand years ago, as I recall,
located [C] in Jerusalem across the street [F] from Pilate's home.
I had everything I thought I'd ever need.
[Bb] Folks would come from miles around, regardless of their creed.
[F]
The only thing I had I didn't think I could ever sell
[C] was in a corner on a shelf, [F] three old rusty spiked nails.
And then one day, a big Roman soldier came through [Bb] the door.
As he walked up to me, it seemed he shook the floor.
[F] Can I help you, sir?
I said with a voice I guess seemed frail.
He looked at me with a [C] staring grin, said I want to [F] buy some big, big [Bb] nails.
Three old rusty spikes is all I have, sir.
He said for me that'll do, for the job I have three's enough.
Now how much do I owe you?
He placed [C] the money in my hand, and I was glad [F] to make the sale.
Then I wondered, and I asked him.
I said, sir, what can you do with just three [Bb] nails?
He said, did you ever hear of a man called Jesus the [F] Nazarene?
You mean the one who goes about doing good?
He said, yes, that's the man.
He said, [C] well, today I intend to show the world that [F] I'm boss.
But with these three old rusty spikes, I'm [Bb] going to nail Jesus to the cross.
I said, they're almost numb.
[F] You'll never know how I felt.
I said, please, sir, don't [C] do that.
[F] As down on my knees I knelt.
He just turned and walked away.
I got up and followed him.
[Bb] I said, please, sir, I'll buy them back.
But he just looked at me and [F] grinned.
But across the distance, [C] I could see the howling mob [F] through the tears that filled my eyes.
Away with him, crucify him.
I could hear their angry cries.
And over all the groans and the pains of agony, I could hear the sound of a hammer
as that big Roman soldier nailed Jesus to a tree.
With three rusty nails, [Bb] they nailed Jesus to the tree.
The [F]
sun turned to darkness [C] on that
[D] day.
T [F]'was the day that Jesus died, [Bb] and the blood flowed from his side.
[F] The blood that washed [C] my sins [F] away.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ The blood _ that washed [C] my _ _ sins [F] _ _ away. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
This is a story of long ago, _ _ of a man who owned [Bb] a little store,
_ _ _ and I was mighty proud to have my name up [F] over the door. _
This was some two thousand years ago, as I recall, _
_ _ located [C] in Jerusalem across the street [F] from Pilate's home.
_ I had everything I thought I'd ever need.
_ [Bb] Folks would come from miles around, regardless of their creed.
_ [F] _
The only thing I had I didn't think I could ever sell _
[C] was in a corner on a shelf, _ [F] three old rusty spiked nails.
_ _ And then one day, a big Roman soldier came through [Bb] the door.
_ As he walked up to me, it seemed he shook the floor.
[F] _ Can I help you, sir?
I said with a voice I guess seemed frail.
_ He looked at me with a [C] staring grin, _ said I want to [F] buy some big, big [Bb] nails.
_ _ _ Three old rusty spikes is all I have, sir.
He said for me that'll do, for the job I have three's enough.
Now how much do I owe you?
_ He placed [C] the money in my hand, and I was glad [F] to make the sale. _
Then I wondered, and I asked him.
_ I said, sir, what can you do with just three [Bb] nails?
_ He said, did you ever hear of a man called Jesus the [F] Nazarene?
_ You mean the one who goes about doing good?
He said, yes, that's the man.
He said, [C] well, today I intend to show the world that [F] I'm boss.
_ But with these three old rusty spikes, I'm [Bb] going to nail Jesus to the cross.
I said, they're almost numb.
[F] _ You'll never know how I felt. _
I said, please, sir, don't [C] do that. _ _
[F] As down on my knees I knelt. _
He just turned and walked away.
I got up and followed him.
[Bb] I said, please, sir, I'll buy them back.
But he just looked at me and [F] grinned. _ _
But across the distance, _ _ [C] I could see the howling mob [F] through the tears that filled my eyes.
_ Away with him, _ crucify him.
_ I could hear their angry cries.
And over all the groans and the pains of agony, I could hear the sound of a hammer _
as that big Roman soldier _ nailed Jesus to a tree. _ _ _
With _ three _ rusty _ nails, [Bb] they nailed _ Jesus to the tree.
_ _ The [F] _
sun turned to _ darkness [C] on that _ _ _ _ _
[D] day.
T [F]'was the day that Jesus _ died, [Bb] and the blood flowed from his _ side.
[F] The _ blood that washed [C] my _ _ sins [F] away. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
This is a story of long ago, _ _ of a man who owned [Bb] a little store,
_ _ _ and I was mighty proud to have my name up [F] over the door. _
This was some two thousand years ago, as I recall, _
_ _ located [C] in Jerusalem across the street [F] from Pilate's home.
_ I had everything I thought I'd ever need.
_ [Bb] Folks would come from miles around, regardless of their creed.
_ [F] _
The only thing I had I didn't think I could ever sell _
[C] was in a corner on a shelf, _ [F] three old rusty spiked nails.
_ _ And then one day, a big Roman soldier came through [Bb] the door.
_ As he walked up to me, it seemed he shook the floor.
[F] _ Can I help you, sir?
I said with a voice I guess seemed frail.
_ He looked at me with a [C] staring grin, _ said I want to [F] buy some big, big [Bb] nails.
_ _ _ Three old rusty spikes is all I have, sir.
He said for me that'll do, for the job I have three's enough.
Now how much do I owe you?
_ He placed [C] the money in my hand, and I was glad [F] to make the sale. _
Then I wondered, and I asked him.
_ I said, sir, what can you do with just three [Bb] nails?
_ He said, did you ever hear of a man called Jesus the [F] Nazarene?
_ You mean the one who goes about doing good?
He said, yes, that's the man.
He said, [C] well, today I intend to show the world that [F] I'm boss.
_ But with these three old rusty spikes, I'm [Bb] going to nail Jesus to the cross.
I said, they're almost numb.
[F] _ You'll never know how I felt. _
I said, please, sir, don't [C] do that. _ _
[F] As down on my knees I knelt. _
He just turned and walked away.
I got up and followed him.
[Bb] I said, please, sir, I'll buy them back.
But he just looked at me and [F] grinned. _ _
But across the distance, _ _ [C] I could see the howling mob [F] through the tears that filled my eyes.
_ Away with him, _ crucify him.
_ I could hear their angry cries.
And over all the groans and the pains of agony, I could hear the sound of a hammer _
as that big Roman soldier _ nailed Jesus to a tree. _ _ _
With _ three _ rusty _ nails, [Bb] they nailed _ Jesus to the tree.
_ _ The [F] _
sun turned to _ darkness [C] on that _ _ _ _ _
[D] day.
T [F]'was the day that Jesus _ died, [Bb] and the blood flowed from his _ side.
[F] The _ blood that washed [C] my _ _ sins [F] away. _
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