Black Chords

Here's chords and lyrics.  Enjoy!

Intro:  (use these chords during verses, you can hit the F#m & E an octave
lower for the chorus for a good sound)

      D       A       E
e|----5-------5-------7----7-9-10s12--|     
B|----7-5h7-5-5-5h7-5-9-10------------|
G|----7-------6-------9---------------|  x3 
D|----7-------7-------9---------------|
A|----5-------7-------7---------------|
E|----5-------5-------7---------------|
                     F#m    
e|----5-------5-------9------7--------|     
B|----7-5h7-5-5-5h7-5-10-----9--------|
G|----7-------6-------11-----9--------| 
D|----7-------7-------11-----9--------|
A|----5-------7-------9------7--------|
E|----5-------5-------9------7--------|


Verse:     
                     A    F#m   
I’m coming into your town. 
E                          A    
  Night is falling to the ground, 
F#m             E                       D              
but I can still see where you loved yourself
           A                       D 
before he tore it all down. April 12th, 
      A                           D                              
with nobody else around; you were outside the house 
              E          F#m  
(where’s your mother?),
E                         A   F#m
  when he put you in the car, 
E                            A
  when he took you down the road. 
F#m                E                D
  And I can still see where it was open, 
      A                             D
the door he slammed closed. It was open, 
      A                             D           E
the door he slammed closed. It was open, long ago. 
     

Chorus:
      A             E                 F#m
But don’t lose me now, don’t lose me now. 
               D                   A
Though I know that I’m not useful anyhow, 
F#m                  E
  just let me stick around 
        A               E      
while I tell you, like before, 
            F#m             D                 A
you should say his name the way that he said yours. 
              F#m                   E
But you don't want to say his name anymore. Oh, Cynda Moore. 

Intro 

F#m   E                       A
        Baby daughter on the road,
F#m   E                              A
   you’re wrapped up warm in daddy’s coat. 
F#m                E                   D
   And I can still see the cigarette’s heat. 
          A                             D
I can’t believe all that you're telling me, 
         A                                   D
what is cutting like the smoke through your teeth 
                       E
as you’re telling me “forget it.”

F#m  E                          A
      But if I could tear his throat, 
F#m  E                           A
   and spill his blood between my jaws, 
  F#m                       E
and erase his name out for good, 
                       D
don’t you know that I would? 
                        A
Don't you realize that I wouldn’t pause, 
        D             A
that I would cut him down with my claws 
      D                                 E
if I could have somehow never let that happen? 
        A                   E
Or I’d call, some black midnight,
            F#m                  D                  A 
fuck up his new life where they don’t know what he did,
          F#m                    E 
tell his brand-new wife and his second kid.
          A               E 
Though I tell you, like before,
                 F#m                D                  A 
that you should wreck his life the way that he wrecked yours,
         F#m                     E 
you want no part of his life anymore.
 
Oh Cynda Moore, 

Intro

A              E                  F#m
don’t lose me now, let me help you out. 
               D                 A
Though I know that I can’t help anyhow, 
F#m                   E
when I watch you I’m proud. 
        A               E
When I tell you twice before 
                 F#m                D                   A
that you should wreck his life the way that he wrecked yours, 
         F#m                 E
you want no part of his life anymore. 
         D     A     E
oh Cynda Mo     -     ore.
           D            A          E
And it’ll never be the way it was before, 
       D                   A                   E
but I wish that you would let me through that door. 

D    A    E  (or Intro bit)

end on E 

Take Care.