Chords for Van Halen - Diver Down - Hang 'Em High
Tempo:
128.85 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
B
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[N] [A]
[Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[A]
[E] Somewhere, [A]
he lost it in a turn, [E] that trouble seems to [D] fit right in [A] love.
[Em] First come, first [D] served, he's serving [A] it in packs,
without love.
[Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[A]
[E] Somewhere, [A]
he lost it in a turn, [E] that trouble seems to [D] fit right in [A] love.
[Em] First come, first [D] served, he's serving [A] it in packs,
without love.
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_ _ [E] Somewhere, _ [A]
he lost it in a turn, [E] that trouble seems to [D] fit right in [A] love. _
[Em] First come, first [D] served, he's serving [A] it in packs,
that was life without a pack, without love.
[D] _ He comes from [C] nowhere, he turns on his [E] own,
think while they're [D] hating, yet he's headed for the [B] moon and in my mind. _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
Brother, _ _ across his mind, must be out tonight,
it's half-pint inside.
[E] Well, I own the [D] road, [Am] bites upon his head,
more [A] here to the crowd, it's listening to the [D] dead.
He comes from nowhere, [C] he turns on his own,
[E] think while they're [D] hating, yet he's headed for the [Bm] moon and in my mind.
[A] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ Blown to his [F#m] shelf, been clocking up his sleep,
[E] looking back at it now, the [A] city is to leave.
[C#m] Vision of the [C]
white child of the night,
[E] passing by.
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ Blown to his [F#m] shelf, been clocking up his sleep,
[E] looking back at it [A] now, the city is to leave.
[C#m] Vision of the [C] white child of the night,
[E] passing by. _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] Brother, _ [A] across his mind, [E] must be out tonight,
it's [A] half-pint inside.
Well, I [E] own the road, [A] bites upon his head,
more [E] here to the crowd, [A] it's listening to the [D] dead.
He comes from nowhere, [C] he turns on his own,
[E] think while they're [D] hating, yet he's headed for the moon and [F#] in my mind.
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_ _ [A] _ _ _ [Bm] _
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_ _ [E] Somewhere, _ [A]
he lost it in a turn, [E] that trouble seems to [D] fit right in [A] love. _
[Em] First come, first [D] served, he's serving [A] it in packs,
that was life without a pack, without love.
[D] _ He comes from [C] nowhere, he turns on his [E] own,
think while they're [D] hating, yet he's headed for the [B] moon and in my mind. _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
Brother, _ _ across his mind, must be out tonight,
it's half-pint inside.
[E] Well, I own the [D] road, [Am] bites upon his head,
more [A] here to the crowd, it's listening to the [D] dead.
He comes from nowhere, [C] he turns on his own,
[E] think while they're [D] hating, yet he's headed for the [Bm] moon and in my mind.
[A] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ Blown to his [F#m] shelf, been clocking up his sleep,
[E] looking back at it now, the [A] city is to leave.
[C#m] Vision of the [C]
white child of the night,
[E] passing by.
[G#] _ _ _ _ [E] _
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ Blown to his [F#m] shelf, been clocking up his sleep,
[E] looking back at it [A] now, the city is to leave.
[C#m] Vision of the [C] white child of the night,
[E] passing by. _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
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_ [Em] Brother, _ [A] across his mind, [E] must be out tonight,
it's [A] half-pint inside.
Well, I [E] own the road, [A] bites upon his head,
more [E] here to the crowd, [A] it's listening to the [D] dead.
He comes from nowhere, [C] he turns on his own,
[E] think while they're [D] hating, yet he's headed for the moon and [F#] in my mind.
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