View Guitar Chords for A silent army in the trees - chords ver. 1
A Silent Army In The Trees Matthew Good Vancouver 2009 Acoustic Tuning D#G#C#F#A#C# -half step down high e dropped an extra full step F#/A 200220 A 002220 Bm 224432 Very simple song, listen to Matt play to figure out the timing for the added bass notes. Its all hammering on the 2nd fret low E string (or D# if you decide to tune your guitar down which is not necessary) during both A chords. Intro/filler: F#/A A (listen to get # of reps) Verse:F#/AWhat will you find, where will you be when you gotta trade for company ThoseA plastic guns and infantry for a silent army in the trees? Well this F#/Aain't the woods behind the house there ain't nobody screaming out for Ayou to come inside and eat You're just holding your friends and watching them bleed Wore F#/Acamouflage on Halloween, a plastic bag, an M-16 DAoor to door and house to house but ain't nobody handing it out Yeah F#/Anothing's ever what it seems when you're kicking in teeth and wishing it dreams AJust plastic guns and infantry for a silent army in the treesVerse 2: F#/A A Now baby don't you let me down a world away and still somehow Can't shake the feeling that you're out With another man's arms wrapped tight around you At night it's cold, we sit and freeze running red lights in our Humvees Never thought I'd live to see the day I'd be afraid of little kids playing in the streets Well this ain't the woods behind the house There ain't nobody screaming out for you to come inside and eat You're just holding your friends and watching them bleed Chorus:BmI'm AonF#/A fire BmBut all iAce F#/Aon the outside BmThat old Aman F#/Ain the sky Well he's Bmall Aice F#/Aon the outsideRhythm Solo: A F#/A Verse 3: F#/A A A muted whale out in the streets You watch the stage but burn the seats Two metal legs to get along You ain't got much without one to stand on Sometimes at night I hear it roll A hundred cars long pulling out slow Like the engineers inside my head Cold and dark like your side of the bed Yeah nothing's ever what it seems And even if it is ends justify means With plastic guns and infantry for a silent army in the trees Chorus: Bm A F#/A I'm on fire But all ice on the outside That old man in the sky Well he's all ice on the outside