The Beaches Of Cheyenne (live) Chords
Tempo:
117.2 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Em
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Key:
G
C
D
Em
F
G
C
D
[G] .
[F] [C] .
[G] .
[D] [C] .
[G] Act up [D] all his buckles and shift [Em] his saddle to [C] his dead.
[G] By the way the [Em] house looked, [A] she must have took [D] it bad.
[G] The [C] workers come [G] on Monday to fix the door [C] and patch the wall.
They [G] say she just [D] went crazy, [Em] but none [D] she got [C] wrong.
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[G] He was up in [D] Wyoming and [Em] drew a bowl no man [C] could rise.
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[G] He promised her [Em] he'd turn out, [A] well it turned out that [D] he lied.
And [G] all the [C] dreams that they'd [G] been living in the cow, pouring [C] the sand.
.
[Em] Dying right there [D] beside him in [C] the shower.
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They say she just [G] went crazy, .
[D] screaming out [G] his name.
.
[C] She ran out into [G] the ocean, .
[Em] into this [D] dead [C] end.
.
You [G] can go down in the [F] water and [C] see her footprints in [G] the sand.
.
Every night she [D] walks in leeches [C] of the shaman.
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[G] [F] .
[C] [G] .
[D] .
[C] .
[G] They never found [D] her body, [Em] just her diary [C] by the bed.
[G] They talked [Em] about the fine thing [A] and the words that [D] she had said.
[G] When he [C] told her he [G] was riding, she said that I don't [C] give a damn.
.
If you [Em] never [D] come back from [C] the shaman.
.
They say she just [G] went crazy, [D] screaming out [G] his name.
She [C] ran out into [G] the ocean, [Em] into this [D] dead [C] end.
.
If [G] you go down in the [F] water, you'll see [C] her footprints in [G] the sand.
.
Every night she walks [D] in leeches of [C] the shaman.
.
Nobody can [G] explain it.
[D] Some say she's still [G] alive.
.
[C] They've even [G] claimed they've seen her [Em] on the shoreline [D] [C] late at night.
.
[G] If you go down in the [F] water, you'll [C] see her footprints in [G] the sand.
.
Every night she [D] walks in leeches of [C] the shaman.
.
[G] Every night she [D] walks in leeches of [C] the shaman.
[G] [C] [G] .
[C] [G] [C] .
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[G] [A] .
[N] .
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.
.
.
.
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.
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It's called a thunder rose.
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[F] [C] .
[G] .
[D] [C] .
[G] Act up [D] all his buckles and shift [Em] his saddle to [C] his dead.
[G] By the way the [Em] house looked, [A] she must have took [D] it bad.
[G] The [C] workers come [G] on Monday to fix the door [C] and patch the wall.
They [G] say she just [D] went crazy, [Em] but none [D] she got [C] wrong.
.
[G] He was up in [D] Wyoming and [Em] drew a bowl no man [C] could rise.
.
[G] He promised her [Em] he'd turn out, [A] well it turned out that [D] he lied.
And [G] all the [C] dreams that they'd [G] been living in the cow, pouring [C] the sand.
.
[Em] Dying right there [D] beside him in [C] the shower.
.
They say she just [G] went crazy, .
[D] screaming out [G] his name.
.
[C] She ran out into [G] the ocean, .
[Em] into this [D] dead [C] end.
.
You [G] can go down in the [F] water and [C] see her footprints in [G] the sand.
.
Every night she [D] walks in leeches [C] of the shaman.
.
[G] [F] .
[C] [G] .
[D] .
[C] .
[G] They never found [D] her body, [Em] just her diary [C] by the bed.
[G] They talked [Em] about the fine thing [A] and the words that [D] she had said.
[G] When he [C] told her he [G] was riding, she said that I don't [C] give a damn.
.
If you [Em] never [D] come back from [C] the shaman.
.
They say she just [G] went crazy, [D] screaming out [G] his name.
She [C] ran out into [G] the ocean, [Em] into this [D] dead [C] end.
.
If [G] you go down in the [F] water, you'll see [C] her footprints in [G] the sand.
.
Every night she walks [D] in leeches of [C] the shaman.
.
Nobody can [G] explain it.
[D] Some say she's still [G] alive.
.
[C] They've even [G] claimed they've seen her [Em] on the shoreline [D] [C] late at night.
.
[G] If you go down in the [F] water, you'll [C] see her footprints in [G] the sand.
.
Every night she [D] walks in leeches of [C] the shaman.
.
[G] Every night she [D] walks in leeches of [C] the shaman.
[G] [C] [G] .
[C] [G] [C] .
.
[G] [A] .
[N] .
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
It's called a thunder rose.
.