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Jakob Dylan - Holy Rollers For Love Chords E: 022100 B x244xx C#m 446654 A/C# x4222x B(7) riff (I'm very unsure bout this chord) e|---------------| B|---------------| G|--3--3--3--3---| D|--4--4--4--4---| A|--2-----2------| E|-----2-----2---| walk down from B to E (verse/chorus) e|---------------| B|---------------| G|-4--4--4--4--1-| D|-4--4--4--4--2-| A|-2--0--x--x--2-| E|-------4--2--0-|
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m B to C#m (last chorus) e|---------------| B|-------------6-| G|-4--4--4--4--5-| D|-4--4--4--4--5-| A|-2--0--x--2--4-| E|-------4-------| * * *
Intro: E
EDown from the mountain out walking theB flood C#mI see the future in this settiA/C#ng sun BUnfolded gardens uncover the earthC#m as it was BFilled with canteens and tea

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EAin't no gentlemen here hiding winBgs C#mThe devil himself would be puzzlA/C#ed to give BAny reasons to sink his fingC#mers in BAll this voodoo and black mag

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Chorus riff e|------------4-----0---| B|------------5-----0---| G|------------6-----1---| D|------------6-----2---| A|-----2--4---4-----2---| E|--s4--------------0---| C#m E
With battle songs C#mfilling their lungs Move them outE down under the sun Give them teaC#mrs for cherry red blood StaEck them old, we cradle them young BWorld is crazy or maybe just

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Split this ocean set these sails It's down to the seabed we dazzle and fail Hereafter's bringing more funerals than fairs And it's a book of blank maps That's we're using to get us there To the hilltops my daughter, my son The rescue's too little to cover the slums Cross the river deeper than it ever was There's a pause in the evening When prayers are supposed to be done With battle songs filling their lungs Move them out down under the sun Give them tears for cherry red blood Stack them old, we cradle them young World is crazy or maybe just Holy rollers for love Glory glory hallelujah be warned God is still marching, still raising his sword Board these windows and guard your stretch of floor Something sinister's got you the minute you open the door With battle songs filling their lungs Move them out down under the sun Give them tears for cherry red blood Stack them old, we cradle them young World is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love + World is crazy or maybe she's holy rollers for love World is crazy and making us holy rollers for love