Patent Pending – Six Feet (Guitar)
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Speed:
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Chords
Am C Dm Em F G e|-0---0---1---0---1---3-| B|-1---1---3---0---1---3-| G|-2---0---2---0---2---0-| D|-2---2---0---2---3---0-| A|-0---3---x---2---3---2-| E|-x---0---x---0---1---3-|
Intro:
Am
Am Left, right, left, right, left, right Am Gotta hit the ground before the moon comes down, Em F Get your beak into the dirt, Am 'Cause the birds out there still waking up, Em F Are the last to get their worm, Am And even when the table's full Em F Am Only the foolish slow down
N.C.
I been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go 'round
Am Been working to the bone F C Been burning both ends Am Trying to make them meet F C Before we're hungry again Am So it's left, right, left F C Down the trail of the dead, Am F C And only six feet between me and catching my breath Am G Am And only six feet between me and getting some rest Am Left, right, left, right, left, right, all right Am Gotta grind to the slow times Em F 'Cause thinking about the clock won't make the time fly Am When you're counting down the minutes adding up the hours given Em F Remember the fact that Friday isn't over just 'cause you think you finished up Am When you hear that whistle blow, Em F Am Only the weakest go home like that
N.C.
Pain don't put food on that plate
Am Been working to the bone F C Been burning both ends Am Trying to make them meet F C Before we're hungry again Am So it's left, right, left F C Down the trail of the dead, Am F C And only six feet between me and catching my breath Am Been working to the bone F C Been burning both ends Am Trying to make them meet F C Before we're hungry again Am So it's left, right, left F C Down the trail of the dead, Am F C And only six feet between me and catching my breath Am G Am And only six feet between me and getting some rest Am Ain't nobody coming when you make the call G Dm 'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall Am Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry G Dm It's left, right, left 'til the day you die Am Ain't nobody coming when you make the call G Dm 'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall Am Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry G Dm It's left, right, left 'til the day you diee Am Ain't nobody coming when you make the call G Dm 'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall Am Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry G Dm It's left, right, left 'til the day you die Am Been working to the bone F C Been burning both ends Am Trying to make them meet F C Before we're hungry again Am So it's left, right, left F C Down the trail of the dead, Am N.C. Sometimes those six feet look tempting, I gotta confess. Am Been working to the bone F C Been burning both ends Am Trying to make them meet F C Before we're hungry again Am So it's left, right, left F C Down the trail of the dead, Am F C And only six feet between me and catching my breath Am G Am And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Enjoy!
-Sace