this is an amazing song by johnny flynn called “barnacled warship” :
please contact me for any corrections , it is my first tab ; ) .
intro : Am , C , F , C , Dm , Dm , Dm ( * = a little time longer as usual^^ ( i think it’s
1/4 of a whole bar ) ) , G
Am C F C
gotta get out , gotta shout , gotta sing
Dm Dm Dm * G
gotta dance , gotta jump , gotta run
Am C F C
think i’ll fight a war , i don’t know what for
Dm Dm Dm * G
but i’ll learn when i get my gun
Am C F C
well i left home three days ago
Dm Dm Dm * G
i feel like going to bed
Am C F C
open the courts and a new religion
Dm Dm Dm
burning through my head
Dm Dm Dm * G
burning through my head
made my way with the fusiliers
i even fought my way back home
but the front line shifted and my rifle got lifted
had to fight the war on my own
well i left home three days ago
i feel like going to bed
water downtown gave me cold , cold fingers
and my feet were made of lead
my feet were made of lead
G F C
i’ll just eat fruit on your doorstep
G F Am
i’ll just drink pailfulls of rain
G F C
i’m but a barnacled warship
G F Am
singing the fighter’s refrain
G F
singing the fighter’s
Am C F C
made my way with the salvation army
Dm Dm Dm G
take them on with a tambourine
Am C F C
i’ll strike down sinners like the old gunslingers
Dm Dm Dm * G
smooth ’em out like margerine
well i left home three days ago
i feel like going to bed
open the courts and a new religion
burning through my head
burning through my head
went to the gambling shop today
they had me five to one
heard a voice behind me say
put down the bible and pick up your gun
well i left home three days ago
i feel like going to bed
water downtown gave me cold , cold fingers
and my feet were made of lead
my feet were made of lead
i’ll just eat fruit on your doorstep
i’ll just drink pailfulls of rain
i’m but a barnacled warship
singing the fighter’s refrain
singing the fighter’s
this is an amazing song by johnny flynn called “barnacled warship” :
please contact me for any corrections , it is my first tab ; ) .
intro : Am , C , F , C , Dm , Dm , Dm ( * = a little time longer as usual^^ ( i think it’s
1/4 of a whole bar ) ) , G
Am C F C
gotta get out , gotta shout , gotta sing
Dm Dm Dm * G
gotta dance , gotta jump , gotta run
Am C F C
think i’ll fight a war , i don’t know what for
Dm Dm Dm * G
but i’ll learn when i get my gun
Am C F C
well i left home three days ago
Dm Dm Dm * G
i feel like going to bed
Am C F C
open the courts and a new religion
Dm Dm Dm
burning through my head
Dm Dm Dm * G
burning through my head
made my way with the fusiliers
i even fought my way back home
but the front line shifted and my rifle got lifted
had to fight the war on my own
well i left home three days ago
i feel like going to bed
water downtown gave me cold , cold fingers
and my feet were made of lead
my feet were made of lead
G F C
i’ll just eat fruit on your doorstep
G F Am
i’ll just drink pailfulls of rain
G F C
i’m but a barnacled warship
G F Am
singing the fighter’s refrain
G F
singing the fighter’s
Am C F C
made my way with the salvation army
Dm Dm Dm G
take them on with a tambourine
Am C F C
i’ll strike down sinners like the old gunslingers
Dm Dm Dm * G
smooth ’em out like margerine
well i left home three days ago
i feel like going to bed
open the courts and a new religion
burning through my head
burning through my head
went to the gambling shop today
they had me five to one
heard a voice behind me say
put down the bible and pick up your gun
well i left home three days ago
i feel like going to bed
water downtown gave me cold , cold fingers
and my feet were made of lead
my feet were made of lead
i’ll just eat fruit on your doorstep
i’ll just drink pailfulls of rain
i’m but a barnacled warship
singing the fighter’s refrain
singing the fighter’s
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