Cifras para Guitarra Mightiest Of Guns

Tono:  C

              
G
                                                  
Em
 
You see the Sunday birds swinging low
                  
G
                                              
Em
 
And the fever in your brain only grows
                
C
                                                                      
G
 
And the murder boys they're running down the street
                    
C
                                                                    
G
 
You can see them through the window from your seat
                    
D
                    
C
                      
G
 
Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns
              
G
                                                                        
Em
 
When the shadows run like ghosts across your room
              
G
                                                              
Em
 
Do you take your world and burn it in a spoon
        
C
                                                      
G
 
A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep
          
C
                                                            
G
 
To where the crimson angels swim the deep
                              
D
                            
C
                      
G
 
But there's no hiding from the mightiest of guns
            
G
                                                      
Em
 
With every breath you drink in the night
                      
G
                                                                
Em
 
Cause you won't give up your blues without a fight
          
C
                                                        
G
 
And looking at the sky there is no pain
                  
C
                                                                    
G
 
And the stars keep falling down like burning rain
                        
D
                    
C
                    
G
 
They were fired by the mightiest of guns
      
G
                                            
Em
 
Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind
          
G
                                                                
Em
 
The bear will dance and the organ will grind
          
C
                                                                    
G
 
I'm laughing cause I know there ain't no sin
                  
C
                                        
G
 
All the world on the head of a pin
                            
D
                    
C
                    
G
 
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
                            
D
                    
C
                    
G
 
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns