The Ballad Of The Crimson Kings

Bm A Bm Bm A There's this band, called the Crimson Kings Bm Come from a-Carolina, Tennessee A Make a stand, across wild strings Bm Old dreadnaughts and drop-down D's A Our roots run deep, through the tough Bm As true to life in some ways as mandolin A We don't flinch, oh, we don't bluff Bm For our hearts have been kissed by every wind F#m Bm There are some who can arise above blind fate F#m Bm Others just can't seem to pray F#m E Then there are those that are condemned by the gods to write G A Bm They sparkle and fade away Dobro Solo A Now, we'll run, we're the reckless kind, Bm But we have not turned our backs on the saviour choir, A See each life, all center twined, Bm 'Cause we've come together for the wheels on fire. A Now some don't know, that they are blessed, Bm Perhaps this is what gives us our means, A Well I might be wrong, oh, never the less, Bm Sweet mother of pearl say a prayer for a Crimson Kings F#m Bm There are some who can arise above blind fate F#m Bm Others just can't seem to pray F#m E Then there are those that are condemned by the gods to write G A Bm They sparkle and fade away Electric Guitar Solo Bm A Bm Rundown D C B D F#m F#m Bm There are some who can arise above blind fate F#m Bm Others just can't seem to pray F#m E Then there are those that are condemned by the gods to write G A Bm They sparkle and fade away G A Bm They sparkle and fade away Outtro G A Bm