49Er Acordes

Riot - 49er
 
 
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[Intro]
 
Em
 
 
[Verse]
 
Em             G
They all, were losers,
    A             C D
And none had a dime.
         Em       G
And they all drew pictures,
   A                         C D
Of what was stored in their minds.
Em            G
Questions and answers,
            A          C  D
Filled with fables and rhymes.
Em                 G
Headed west was a '49er,
A
To stake his new shrine.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
C
Some never made,
       D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C                 D
They grew old and weary,
    B
And ashamed,
       C            D
Of the stories they told,
                    Em
And the wealth that they gained.
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
        Em          G
But the road, was a rough one,
         A                 C D
Wind and hills were their foe.
    Em            G
And no man, was a low man,
     A                   C D
They were too young to know.
Em                G
Headed west was a 49er,
A                    C      D
Get rich quick, live life finer.
Em            G             A
On and on and on, the story goes.
 
 
[Chorus 2]
 
C
Some never made,
       D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C                 D
They grew old and weary,
    B
And ashamed,
       C            D
Of the stories they told,
                    Em
And the wealth that they gained.
 
 
[Interlude]
 
Em D Em D Em G
Em D Em D Em A
Em D Em D Em G
Em D Em D Em A
 
 
[Solo]
 
Em D Em D Em G
Em D Em D Em A
Em D Em D Em G
Em D Em D Em A
 
Bm A Bm A Bm D
Bm A Bm A Bm E
Bm A Bm A Bm D
Bm A Bm A Bm E
 
C D Em
C D B
C D Em
C D B
 
 
[Interlude]
 
Em
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
    Em            G
Now rich man, and poor,
       A           C D
Aren't equal to one.
         Em         G
And they follow the stars,
      A               C D
Once the journey's begun.
Em                G
Shines the gleam, in their eye,
        A                 C D
And the song in their heart.
       Em         G
If the land don't shred his mind,
      A
It'll tear his soul apart.
 
 
 
[Chorus 3]
 
C
Some never made,
       D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C                 D
They grew old and weary,
    B
And ashamed,
       C            D
Of the stories they told,
                    Em
And the wealth that they gained.
C
Some never made,
       D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C                 D
They grew old and weary,
    B
And ashamed,
       C            D
Of the stories they told,
                    Em
And the wealth that they gained.
 
 
[Outro]
 
C Em C B
Em D C A Em
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