Crooked Tree Chords - Sting

Intro

Dm Gm A# A Dm Gm A# A All rise for the Honorable Judge Burrell Dm Gm A# A This court is called to order, These charges are serious Dm Gm A# A Stand up and face the bencch, How do you plead, Sir? How do you plead?

Verse 1

(Shaggy) Dm Gm A# A Guilty as charged,the Judge decreed, stand up and face the bench Dm Gm A# A I have some words to say to you before we recommence Dm Gm A# A A list of crimes this serious, I swear I have not seen Dm Gm A# Am A In all the years that I have served Her Majesty the Queen

Verse 2

(Shaggy) Dm Gm A# A Arson, murder, blackmail, grand larceny and theft Dm Gm A# A Drug dealing, human trafficking, I ask the court, whats left? Dm Gm A# A Are there words of mitigation, before I pass the sentence? Dm Gm A# A Dm Anything that you can tell the court to add to your defense

Verse 3

(Sting) A# A Gm F I faced the court, thought long and hard, before I gave reply Em A# A A There's something that you need to hear, from me before I die Dm Gm A# A The circumstances of my birth were something short of bliss Dm Gm A# A I have this from my mother, it was told to me like this

Verse 4

(Sting) Dm Gm A# A The day that I was born, she said, The Good Lord woke from slumber Dm Gm A# A Looking around his timber yard, He found He had no lumber Dm Gm A# A Apart from some old twisted branch, in shadows left to lurk Hm Hm A# A He pulled it out into the light and set about his works

Verse 5

(Sting) Dm Gm A# A She told me that the world should not expect too much of me Dm Gm A# A Dm When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree Dm Gm A# A Dm When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree

Verse 6

(Shaggy) A# A Stand up and face the bench Gm F I've heard all you've got to say Hm7 Gm7 That there look on your face says you're guilty A# A And now it's your judgment day

Verse 7

(Sting) Dm Gm A# A I'm not asking for forgiveness, I'm not proud of what I've done Dm Gm A# A I did the things I had to do, like any other mothers son Dm Gm A# A None of us are perfect, so remember what you see Dm Gm A# A Dm When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree Dm Gm A# A Dm When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree