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Capo: 3 Tuning: E A D G B E
THE COUNTRY HILL DEVIL – TROPHY SCARS Taken from the following live performance for GemsOnVHS: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4XbqGOKwlQ These are the basic chords, but it should be good enough to play along and sing it. There are a bunch of little hammer-ons and pull-offs during some of the F, Am and Fmaj7 chords, but they should be easy to work out. The intro is obvisouly fingerpicked, which includes a lot more details than just the basic chords. CAPO 3 Standard Tuning [Intro] C G/B C F C G C G [Verse]
Your Cworn, beaten paths pushing cGounterfeits, where Cwhiskey stained sheets line the Fbeds Spark fAmluorescent lights, the true Ccancer of Fnight, holding Cclarity like a Ggun to your Fhead
[Bridge]
And Dmgod E7damn youFmaj7, Fmaj7you ought to heed what I’ve Csaid G
[Verse]
‘Cause Choney we’re the kids that Ggod forgot, dead bCranches swept out in the Fwake Our Amtorn velvet sky may Cleave us both Fblind if we Clook towards the Ghope it disFplays
I’ve Cheard the call of the Ggreat after all, oh I’ve Cshivered in steady drawn Fsights And the Ambreaths that I took, well they’d Cleave us both Fshook I know your Cheart’s as crGooked as mFine
[Bridge]
And DmGod E7damn Fmaj7you, Fmaj7there ain’t a woman as fCine G
[Chorus]
BelFieve Cme Glove it’s Calmost G/Bgood eAmnough To Dmhide in the scars that tAmatter your arms and Fshine like the trophies they Care But all stars Ffade, F G Gadd11 G cloaks fall from pain, Gand to love is to hate
[Interlude] C G/B C F C G C G [Verse]
So Ccount every footprint that lGeads back to me, baby Ctrace the jigsaw of our tFime And the Amcold that we’ve felt is an Cice cube in heFll to the Cwarmth when our Gpieces Falign
I know I Cfuck up like breathing, seems Geach day’s a reason to Cburn every bridge that I’ve pFatched Give me one lAmast leap of faith, I swear CI’ll turn our Fpage, fold Cdog ears and sGwallow the mFatch
[Bridge]
And DmGod E7damn Fmaj7you, Fmaj7I’m gonna eat what I caCtch G
[Chorus]
FI dCon’t Gknow, honey what CI dG/Bon’t Amknow But yDmou’re not the scars that Amtatter your arms and Fshine like the trophies they Care All stars fFade, G Gadd11 G cloaks fall from pain, Gand to love is to Chate, oh to G/BLove is to Amhate And all meaning I Ffind F G Gadd11 G is deaf, dumb and blind GBut not you
[Outro] C G/B C F C G C