View Guitar Chords for Cold dead hand - chords ver. 1
## "COLD DEAD HAND" by Lonesome Early & the Clutterbusters (i.e., Jim Carrey, FunnyOrDie) ## transcribed by Jake K........... ## this is my first submission, thanks for checking it out! Intro (?ahhh? ahhh? AHHH!!!?)? F#mSome folks Aride like the wind, With the Dwhispering pines to Aguide them, And the Dburning light inAside them Keeps them Ewarm in the snow.Others Afear the sounds they hear, Make Dbanditos out of Amolehills, Fill their Ahearts with poDrcupine quills, They're dead and Eburied long before they go.F#mCharlton Heston movies are no Alonger in demand, And F#mhis immortal soul may lay fAorever in the sand, The Dangels wouldn't take him up to hAeaven like he planned, 'Cuz they couEldn't pry that gun from his CBmold Dead HF#mand.It takes a Ecold, dead hand to Ddecide to pull the Atrigger, Takes a Ecold, dead heart, and as nDear as I can fAigure, With your C#mcold, dead aim, you're trying to Dprove your dick is Abigger But we Eknow, Your Dchariot may Bmnot be Aswinging F#mlow.Cold, Dead EHand. Cold, Dead AHand. Cold, Dead EHand. Cold, Dead Ahand. You're a F#mbig, big Eman with a F#mlittle bitty Egland, So you F#mneed something Ebigger just to F#mfill your...Cold Dead F#mHand.Imagine Aif the Lord were here, and he Dknew what you've been tAhinkin', Would his Dsacred heart be siAnkin', into the cEanyon of dismay? And on the Aones who sell the guns, he'd sick the Dvultures and coyAotes, Only the Ddevil's true Adevotees Could profitEeer from pain and fear.(Repeat verses 3-5)You're a F#mbig, big Eman with a F#mlittle bitty Egland, So you F#mneed something Ebigger with a F#mhairpin Etrigger, You don't F#mwanna get Ecaught with your F#mtrousers Edown, When the F#mpsycho Ekiller F#mcomes Earound. So you F#mmake your Ehome like a F#mThunderdEome, And you're F#malways Epackin' everyF#mwhere you Eroam, And the F#mpsychos Ewin no matter F#mwhat you Edo, 'Cuz they're F#mgonna buy Eway more F#mguns than Eyou.(double time)And F#mwhile you're Estumblin' F#mout of Ebed, they F#mput five Erounds in the F#mback of your Ehead, Or you F#mget deprEessed 'cuz the F#mmoney went ESouth, and you F#mput your own Eshotgun F#min your Emouth, and your F#mkids walk Ein and they F#mfind you Ethere, like a F#mheadless Elump in your F#munderweEar,and they F#mmove the Egun and it F#mkills them Etoo, and your F#mwife just Edoesn't know F#mwhat to Edo, so she F#mtakes a Ehand-grenade fF#mrom her Eshoe, and she F#mpulls the pin.And it's all on you...And your BmCold, Dead F#mHand. (final notes? D-C#-B-A-G#-F#)