Birmingham Chords by Zach Bryan
Tempo:
70.175 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Em
E
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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This is my grandpa, he used to bring us into this spot called Mose, in a little town called Chandler, Oklahoma.
It's where my whole family's from, and he used to bring us in there and we'd be sitting
there eating bologna sandwiches and he'd talk to all of his buddies, they'd be telling tall
tales about people they'd known and places they'd been and things.
I remember this came out of one of his buddies' [C] mouths one time, and it's been on my mind [E] ever since.
[G] This is a [C] song I wrote called Birmingham.
[G]
[Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] I killed a man [G] in Birmingham, [C] I hit him with [G] a tire and [Em] I did not [G] move and I do not give [C] a damn.
[G] [Em] I've been working [G] here like a slave, you [C] know, sucking the [G] earth in dry crude, [Em] looking [G] for
a way out [C] of it all.
[G] [Em] Cops are [G] coming, I can feel them here, [C] my back is [G] crawling in the standing [Em] hair.
Wouldn't [G] mind a steep few [C] pigs fall,
[G] so [Em] take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry [C] this weight much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
[E] Don't go [G] praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] At night [G] I often wonder [C] what my tombstone [G] will say.
[Em] Will they mention any [G] of my good [C] or just [G] evil in my days?
[Em] But not [G] out there in [C] Birmingham, that boy [G] trying to rob me.
[Em] Did not [G] want to, but I [C] had to show that [G] boy the real me.
[Em] Take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry this [C] weight much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
[E] Don't [G] go praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] [G] Oh, [C] oh,
[G] oh, [Em] oh, oh, [G] oh, [C] oh, oh.
[G] Oh, [Em] oh, [G] oh, oh, [C] oh, oh, oh, [G] [Em] oh, [G] oh.
[C]
[Gm] [Em] The dust [G] has now settled [C] from those boys who [Gm] busted in.
[E] I am [G] not a bad man, [C] but there's bullets in [G] my skin.
So [Em] take me down [G] to the river [C] with my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't know [G] if I can carry this weight [C] much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me up [G] the mountain [C] on a cloud [G] bound for the sky.
[E] Don't [Gm] go praying for [C] me, because tonight I'm [Gm] prepared to die.
[Em] [G] [C]
It's where my whole family's from, and he used to bring us in there and we'd be sitting
there eating bologna sandwiches and he'd talk to all of his buddies, they'd be telling tall
tales about people they'd known and places they'd been and things.
I remember this came out of one of his buddies' [C] mouths one time, and it's been on my mind [E] ever since.
[G] This is a [C] song I wrote called Birmingham.
[G]
[Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] I killed a man [G] in Birmingham, [C] I hit him with [G] a tire and [Em] I did not [G] move and I do not give [C] a damn.
[G] [Em] I've been working [G] here like a slave, you [C] know, sucking the [G] earth in dry crude, [Em] looking [G] for
a way out [C] of it all.
[G] [Em] Cops are [G] coming, I can feel them here, [C] my back is [G] crawling in the standing [Em] hair.
Wouldn't [G] mind a steep few [C] pigs fall,
[G] so [Em] take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry [C] this weight much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
[E] Don't go [G] praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] [G] [C]
[G] [Em] At night [G] I often wonder [C] what my tombstone [G] will say.
[Em] Will they mention any [G] of my good [C] or just [G] evil in my days?
[Em] But not [G] out there in [C] Birmingham, that boy [G] trying to rob me.
[Em] Did not [G] want to, but I [C] had to show that [G] boy the real me.
[Em] Take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry this [C] weight much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
[E] Don't [G] go praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] [G] Oh, [C] oh,
[G] oh, [Em] oh, oh, [G] oh, [C] oh, oh.
[G] Oh, [Em] oh, [G] oh, oh, [C] oh, oh, oh, [G] [Em] oh, [G] oh.
[C]
[Gm] [Em] The dust [G] has now settled [C] from those boys who [Gm] busted in.
[E] I am [G] not a bad man, [C] but there's bullets in [G] my skin.
So [Em] take me down [G] to the river [C] with my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't know [G] if I can carry this weight [C] much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me up [G] the mountain [C] on a cloud [G] bound for the sky.
[E] Don't [Gm] go praying for [C] me, because tonight I'm [Gm] prepared to die.
[Em] [G] [C]
Key:
G
C
Em
E
Gm
G
C
Em
This is my grandpa, he used to bring us into this spot called Mose, in a little town called Chandler, Oklahoma.
It's where my whole family's from, and he used to bring us in there and we'd be sitting
there eating bologna sandwiches and he'd talk to all of his buddies, they'd be telling tall
tales about people they'd known and places they'd been and things.
I remember this came out of one of his buddies' [C] mouths one time, and it's been on my mind [E] ever since.
_ _ [G] This is a [C] song I wrote called Birmingham.
[G] _
_ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ [Em] I killed a man [G] in Birmingham, [C] I hit him with [G] a tire and [Em] I did not [G] move and I do not give [C] a damn. _
[G] _ [Em] I've been working [G] here like a slave, you [C] know, sucking the [G] earth in dry crude, [Em] looking [G] for
a way out [C] of it all. _
[G] _ _ [Em] Cops are [G] coming, I can feel them here, [C] my back is [G] crawling in the standing [Em] hair.
Wouldn't [G] mind a steep few [C] pigs fall, _
[G] so [Em] take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry [C] this weight much longer [G] anymore.
_ [Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
_ [E] Don't go [G] praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [Em] At night [G] I often wonder [C] what my tombstone [G] will say.
[Em] Will they mention any [G] of my good [C] or just [G] evil in my days?
[Em] But not [G] out there in [C] Birmingham, that boy [G] trying to rob me.
[Em] Did not [G] want to, but I [C] had to show that [G] boy the real me.
[Em] Take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry this [C] weight much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
[E] Don't [G] go praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] _ _ [G] Oh, [C] oh, _
[G] oh, [Em] oh, oh, [G] oh, [C] oh, oh.
[G] Oh, [Em] oh, [G] oh, oh, [C] oh, oh, oh, [G] _ _ [Em] oh, [G] oh.
_ [C] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [Em] The dust [G] has now settled [C] from those boys who [Gm] busted in.
[E] I am [G] not a bad man, [C] but there's bullets in [G] my skin.
So [Em] take me down [G] to the river [C] with my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't know [G] if I can carry this weight [C] much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me up [G] the mountain [C] on a cloud [G] bound for the sky.
[E] Don't [Gm] go praying for [C] me, because tonight I'm [Gm] prepared to die.
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _
It's where my whole family's from, and he used to bring us in there and we'd be sitting
there eating bologna sandwiches and he'd talk to all of his buddies, they'd be telling tall
tales about people they'd known and places they'd been and things.
I remember this came out of one of his buddies' [C] mouths one time, and it's been on my mind [E] ever since.
_ _ [G] This is a [C] song I wrote called Birmingham.
[G] _
_ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ [Em] I killed a man [G] in Birmingham, [C] I hit him with [G] a tire and [Em] I did not [G] move and I do not give [C] a damn. _
[G] _ [Em] I've been working [G] here like a slave, you [C] know, sucking the [G] earth in dry crude, [Em] looking [G] for
a way out [C] of it all. _
[G] _ _ [Em] Cops are [G] coming, I can feel them here, [C] my back is [G] crawling in the standing [Em] hair.
Wouldn't [G] mind a steep few [C] pigs fall, _
[G] so [Em] take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry [C] this weight much longer [G] anymore.
_ [Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
_ [E] Don't go [G] praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [Em] At night [G] I often wonder [C] what my tombstone [G] will say.
[Em] Will they mention any [G] of my good [C] or just [G] evil in my days?
[Em] But not [G] out there in [C] Birmingham, that boy [G] trying to rob me.
[Em] Did not [G] want to, but I [C] had to show that [G] boy the real me.
[Em] Take me down [G] to the river, [C] my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't [G] know if I can carry this [C] weight much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me [G] up a mountain, [C] on a cloud bound [G] for the sky.
[E] Don't [G] go praying for me, [C] because tonight I'm [G] prepared to die.
[Em] _ _ [G] Oh, [C] oh, _
[G] oh, [Em] oh, oh, [G] oh, [C] oh, oh.
[G] Oh, [Em] oh, [G] oh, oh, [C] oh, oh, oh, [G] _ _ [Em] oh, [G] oh.
_ [C] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [Em] The dust [G] has now settled [C] from those boys who [Gm] busted in.
[E] I am [G] not a bad man, [C] but there's bullets in [G] my skin.
So [Em] take me down [G] to the river [C] with my blood all [G] on the floor.
[Em] Cause I don't know [G] if I can carry this weight [C] much longer [G] anymore.
[Em] Take me up [G] the mountain [C] on a cloud [G] bound for the sky.
[E] Don't [Gm] go praying for [C] me, because tonight I'm [Gm] prepared to die.
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _