classic song by a great band .
i just strum the intro , muting most of the strings . sometimes i’ll allow the B string to
ring out open and the intro sounds more full . the rest of the song is very simple to
play and i hope you enjoy doing so!
intro :
| – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – -:s1 s1:- 5 – 5s7 – – – 7 – 7s4 – – – 4 – 4s5 – – – 5 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
Am C F C
verse :
Am C F C
well sit right down my wicked son
and let me tell you a story
about the boy who fell from glory
and how he was a wicked son
chorus :
G F Am C F C
this ain’t no holiday
G F
but it always turns out this way
D
here i Am with my hand
Am C F C
verse :
Am C F C
he took his sister from his head
and then painted her on the sheets
and then rolled her up in grass and trees
and they kissed ’till they were dead
chorus :
G F Am C F C
this ain’t no holiday
G F
but it always turns out this way
D
here i Am with my hand
Am C F C
verse :
Am C F C
well sit right down my wicked son
and let me tell you a story
about the boy who fell from glory
and how he was a wicked son
chorus ( x2 ) :
G F Am C F C
this ain’t no holiday
G F
but it always turns out this way
D
here i Am with my hand
classic song by a great band .
i just strum the intro , muting most of the strings . sometimes i’ll allow the B string to
ring out open and the intro sounds more full . the rest of the song is very simple to
play and i hope you enjoy doing so!
intro :
| – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – -:s1 s1:- 5 – 5s7 – – – 7 – 7s4 – – – 4 – 4s5 – – – 5 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
Am C F C
verse :
Am C F C
well sit right down my wicked son
and let me tell you a story
about the boy who fell from glory
and how he was a wicked son
chorus :
G F Am C F C
this ain’t no holiday
G F
but it always turns out this way
D
here i Am with my hand
Am C F C
verse :
Am C F C
he took his sister from his head
and then painted her on the sheets
and then rolled her up in grass and trees
and they kissed ’till they were dead
chorus :
G F Am C F C
this ain’t no holiday
G F
but it always turns out this way
D
here i Am with my hand
Am C F C
verse :
Am C F C
well sit right down my wicked son
and let me tell you a story
about the boy who fell from glory
and how he was a wicked son
chorus ( x2 ) :
G F Am C F C
this ain’t no holiday
G F
but it always turns out this way
D
here i Am with my hand
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