Early Roman Kings Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

G === 355433

G11 === 333433

C === 81010988

C11 === 888988

Method: Upstroke-Downstroke-Upstroke/Downstroke.

Intro

G G11 G G G11 G

G G11 G G G11 G

Verse 1

GAhG11 theG early Roman kings, in their shark skin suits.

GBoG11w tiGes and buttons, high-top boots.C C11 C

CDrC11ivinC' the spikes in, blazin' the railsG. G11 G

GNaG11iledG in their coffins, in top hats and tails.C C11 C

CFlC11y awCay over, fly away, flap your wingsG. G11 G

GFlG11y byG night, like the early Roman kings.

Bridge

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Verse 2

GAhG11 theG early Roman kings, were never really born.

GCoG11min'G down the mountain, distributing the corn.C C11 C

CSpC11eediCn' through the forest, ah racin' down the track.G G11 G

GYaG11 tryGing' to get away, they drag you back.C C11 C

CToC11morrCow is Friday, we'll see what it brings.G G11 G

GEvG11erybGody's talkin' about the early Roman kings.

Bridge

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Verse 3

GThG11e peGddlers and the meddlers, they buy and they sell.

GThG11ey dGestroyed your city, they'll destroy you as well.C C11 C

CThC11ey'rCe lecherous and treacherous, a-hell-bent for leather.G G11 G

GEaG11ch oGf 'em bigger, than all men put together.C C11 C

CSlC11uggeCrs and muggers, wearin' fancy gold rings.G G11 G

GAlG11l thGe women goin' crazy, for the early Roman kings.

Bridge

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Verse 4

GI G11coulGd dress up you wounds, with a blood-clotted rag.

GI G11ain'Gt afraid to make love, to a bitch of a hagC. C11 C

CIfC11 youC see me comin' and you're standin' there,G G11 G

GWaG11ve yGour handkerchief in the air.C C11 C

CI C11ain'Ct dead yet, my bell still still rings.G G11 G

GI G11keepG my fingers crossed like the early Roman kings.

Bridge

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Verse 5

CI C11coulCd strip you of life, strip you of bread.

GShG11ip yGou down, to the house of death.C C11 C

COnC11e daCy, you will ask for me.G G11 G

GThG11ey'lGl be no-one else, that you'll wanna see.C C11 C

CBrC11ing Cdown fiddle, tune up my strings.G G11 G

GI'G11m goGnna brake it wide open, like the early Roman kings.

Bridge

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Verse 6

CI C11was Cup on Black Mountain, the day Detroit fell.

GThG11ey kGilled them all off and they sent them to Hell.C C11 C

CDiC11ng-dCong-daddy, you're comin' up short.G G11 G

GThG11ey'lGl put you on trial, in a Sicilian CourtC. C11 C

CI C11haveC had my fun, I've had my flings.G G11 G

GGoG11in' Gshake 'em on down, like the early Roman kings.

Coda

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G G11 G G G11 G

End