Chords for The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief - Patent Pending (Lyrics)
Tempo:
135.85 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Am
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Am] [G] [C]
He was brought up like a [F] sailor, a pirate of the [C] streets,
Stealing booty boots and [G] dirty magazines.
[Am] The [F] rainy days go, [C] the rainy [G] days [Am] go,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
She was coddled like a [F] princess and promised as a bride,
[C] Lady Jekyll had a secret [G] life to hide.
[Am] So through the window [F] she'd [C] creep when her father fell [G] asleep,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way,
[F] He used to coin [C] her soul to buy good [G] trades,
[C] Every puppet by now has got his [G] sorrows at the [Dm] pub,
The whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
He ever made an art of fucks, [F] he only borrowed from the truth,
[C] They were the greatest match that hell [G] had ever seen.
[Am] But if you're reaped [F] what you sow, [C] it doesn't matter [G] where you go,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way,
[F] The coin he stole to find [C] all the [G] trades,
[Am] It's the [F] devil's first [C] man, a [G] drunken runaway,
[Am] The whiskey, [G] the [C] larder, the flea.
[F] [C]
[F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [G] [C]
Around for art to lovers, in [F] this barstool fairy tale,
[C] Giving something for us [G] bastards to believe,
[C]
[Gm] [C]
You never think [F] you'll find [C] love drowning [G] sorrows out the [Am] pub,
With whiskey, [G] and [C] larder, and fleas.
[F] I told to those who stole another [C] game,
What'd I [F] say?
Around to those who lied [C] to get [G] away,
[Am] And to those [F] who found [C] love drowning sorrows at [G] the pub,
[Am] So then you'll find [F] love drowning [C] [G] sorrows at the pub,
[Am] You never thought you'd find [F] love drowning [C] sorrows at [G] the [Am] pub,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
[F]
[C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [G] [C]
He was brought up like a [F] sailor, a pirate of the [C] streets,
Stealing booty boots and [G] dirty magazines.
[Am] The [F] rainy days go, [C] the rainy [G] days [Am] go,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
She was coddled like a [F] princess and promised as a bride,
[C] Lady Jekyll had a secret [G] life to hide.
[Am] So through the window [F] she'd [C] creep when her father fell [G] asleep,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way,
[F] He used to coin [C] her soul to buy good [G] trades,
[C] Every puppet by now has got his [G] sorrows at the [Dm] pub,
The whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
He ever made an art of fucks, [F] he only borrowed from the truth,
[C] They were the greatest match that hell [G] had ever seen.
[Am] But if you're reaped [F] what you sow, [C] it doesn't matter [G] where you go,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way,
[F] The coin he stole to find [C] all the [G] trades,
[Am] It's the [F] devil's first [C] man, a [G] drunken runaway,
[Am] The whiskey, [G] the [C] larder, the flea.
[F] [C]
[F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [G] [C]
Around for art to lovers, in [F] this barstool fairy tale,
[C] Giving something for us [G] bastards to believe,
[C]
[Gm] [C]
You never think [F] you'll find [C] love drowning [G] sorrows out the [Am] pub,
With whiskey, [G] and [C] larder, and fleas.
[F] I told to those who stole another [C] game,
What'd I [F] say?
Around to those who lied [C] to get [G] away,
[Am] And to those [F] who found [C] love drowning sorrows at [G] the pub,
[Am] So then you'll find [F] love drowning [C] [G] sorrows at the pub,
[Am] You never thought you'd find [F] love drowning [C] sorrows at [G] the [Am] pub,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea.
[F]
[C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [G] [C]
Key:
C
G
F
Am
Dm
C
G
F
[Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _
He was brought up like a [F] sailor, a pirate of the [C] streets,
Stealing booty boots and [G] dirty magazines. _
[Am] The [F] rainy days go, [C] the rainy [G] days [Am] go,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _
She was coddled like a [F] princess and promised as a bride,
[C] Lady Jekyll had a secret [G] life to hide.
[Am] So through the window [F] she'd [C] creep when her father fell [G] asleep,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way,
[F] He used to coin [C] her soul to buy good [G] trades,
[C] Every puppet by now has got his [G] sorrows at the [Dm] pub,
The whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _
He ever made an art of fucks, [F] he only borrowed from the truth,
[C] They were the greatest match that hell [G] had ever seen.
[Am] But if you're reaped [F] what you sow, [C] it doesn't matter [G] where you go,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _ _
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way, _
[F] The coin he stole to find [C] all the [G] trades,
[Am] It's the [F] devil's first [C] man, a [G] drunken runaway,
[Am] The whiskey, [G] the [C] larder, the flea. _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ Around for art to lovers, in [F] this barstool fairy tale,
[C] Giving something for us [G] bastards to believe,
_ _ [C] _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C]
You never think [F] you'll find [C] love drowning [G] sorrows out the [Am] pub,
With whiskey, [G] and [C] larder, and fleas. _
[F] I told to those who stole another [C] game,
What'd I [F] say?
Around to those who lied [C] to get [G] away,
[Am] And to those [F] who found [C] love drowning sorrows at [G] the pub,
[Am] So then you'll find [F] love drowning [C] [G] sorrows at the pub,
[Am] You never thought you'd find [F] love drowning [C] sorrows at [G] the [Am] pub,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
He was brought up like a [F] sailor, a pirate of the [C] streets,
Stealing booty boots and [G] dirty magazines. _
[Am] The [F] rainy days go, [C] the rainy [G] days [Am] go,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _
She was coddled like a [F] princess and promised as a bride,
[C] Lady Jekyll had a secret [G] life to hide.
[Am] So through the window [F] she'd [C] creep when her father fell [G] asleep,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way,
[F] He used to coin [C] her soul to buy good [G] trades,
[C] Every puppet by now has got his [G] sorrows at the [Dm] pub,
The whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _
He ever made an art of fucks, [F] he only borrowed from the truth,
[C] They were the greatest match that hell [G] had ever seen.
[Am] But if you're reaped [F] what you sow, [C] it doesn't matter [G] where you go,
[Am] The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _ _
[F] She'd baptize the lies [C] about her way, _
[F] The coin he stole to find [C] all the [G] trades,
[Am] It's the [F] devil's first [C] man, a [G] drunken runaway,
[Am] The whiskey, [G] the [C] larder, the flea. _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ Around for art to lovers, in [F] this barstool fairy tale,
[C] Giving something for us [G] bastards to believe,
_ _ [C] _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C]
You never think [F] you'll find [C] love drowning [G] sorrows out the [Am] pub,
With whiskey, [G] and [C] larder, and fleas. _
[F] I told to those who stole another [C] game,
What'd I [F] say?
Around to those who lied [C] to get [G] away,
[Am] And to those [F] who found [C] love drowning sorrows at [G] the pub,
[Am] So then you'll find [F] love drowning [C] [G] sorrows at the pub,
[Am] You never thought you'd find [F] love drowning [C] sorrows at [G] the [Am] pub,
The [G] whiskey, the [C] larder, the flea. _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[Am] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _