Alela Diane - The Rifle
Capo 2
Am7 : 002010
C : 032010
C/B : 020010
Em : 022000
Picking Intro & verse :
C C/B Am7 Am7
e|-----------------|
B|---1---1---1---1-|
G|-0---0---0---0---|
D|--2---0---2---2--|
A|3---2---0---0----|
E|-----------------|
Intro :
C C/B Am7 Am7 x2
C C/B Am7 Am7
I've been knockin' on that door in my sleep
C C/B Am7 Am7
Fighting the fireplace glow
C C/B Am7 Am7
Knockin' on that door in my sleep
C C/B Am7 Am7
Fighting the fireplace glow
Am7 Am7
To keep me away
Am7 Am7 G G G G
e|-----------------------------------------|
B|---1---1----0----0----0----0-------------|
G|-0---0------0----0----0----0-------------|
D|--2---2-----0----0----0----0-------------|
A|0---0------------------------------------|
E|----------3----3----3----3---------------|
Am7 Am7 G G G G
To keep me away from home
Picking chorus :
C Em C Em
e|-----------------------------------------|
B|------1------0------1------0-------------|
G|------0------0------0------0-------------|
D|---0--2---0--2---0--2---0--2-------------|
A|-2---3--3---2--2---3--3---2--------------|
E|-----------------------------------------|
C Em C Em
Papa, get the rifle from its place above the French doors!
C Em
They're comin' from the woods!
C Em
Oh! They're comin' from the woods!
C Em
And mama you're running too
C Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
C Em
Mama you're running too
C Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
C Em C Em
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Brother, I'm so sorry that you watched the paintings burn
C C/B Am7 Am7
I've been holding onto the gold
C C/B Am7 Am7
When letting go would free my hand
C C/B Am7 Am7
And I've been tying your tongue in a knot
C C/B Am7 Am7
Oh! I've been tying your tongue in a knot
Am7 Am7
To wrap this death
Am7 Am7 G G G G
To wrap this death in a sheet
C Em C Em
Papa, get the rifle from its place above the French doors!
C Em
They're comin' from the woods!
C Em
Oh! They're comin' from the woods!
C Em
And mama you're running too
C Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
C Em
Mama you're running too
C Em
Oh! My mama, you're running too
C Em C Em
Brother, I'm so sorry that you watched the paintings burn
C C/B Am7 Am7 C C/B Am7 Am7
And I can't hide the dirty paths down that carpet anymore
C C/B Am7 Am7 C C/B Am7 Am7
No, no, I can't hide the dirty paths down that carpet anymore
C C/B Am7 Am7
There were too many heavy boots
C C/B Am7 Am7
There were too many heavy boots
C C/B Am7 Am7
There were too many heavy boots
C C/B Am7 Am7
There were too many big black boots
C C/B Am7 Am7
And there were too many little brown shoes
Am7 Am7 G G G G
Marching through
C C/B Am7 Am7
So I'm counting it to the sky
C C/B Am7 Am7
Oh! I'm counting it to the sky
C C/B Am7 Am7
I'm counting it to the sky
C C/B Am7 Am7
Oh! I'm counting it to the sky
Am7 Am7 Am7 Am7
Moving back, oh I'm
Am7 Am7 G (strum)
Moving back to face the lack of home
