The Rifle Chords Version 19 - Alela Diane

{c: Capo 2}

Am7: 002010 C : 032010 C/B: 020010 Em : 022000 (Picking Intro & verse) C C/B Am7 Am7

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Intro

C C/B Am7 Am7 (2x)

Verse

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

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Am7 Am7 G G G G To keep me away from home (Picking chorus) C Em C Em

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Chorus

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

Verse

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

Chorus

Verse

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

Outro

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