Rotten Town Acoustic Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

(The above is played for the first verse and the first half of the second verse)

Verse 1

 'Twas Amquite the inky black Dmnight

 All the Amweather vanes were turning

 And the Econstable was burning out his Amlight

 When Amlow our anchors went Dmdown, barnacle bound

 The Ammen were up and churning

 Yes, and Esoon the square was burning to the Amground

Prechorus

 And Dmoh the flames were as Egold

Chorus

 I scowl at the Amangry mFoon

 I am Csick on myself I'm a Gbum

 What have I beAmcome

 A drunken maFroon run agEround

 In this rotten Amtown Am Am E Am

Verse 2

 It's Ambeen a fortnight or Dmtwo

 The Ammutineers are plotting against

 the Ecaptain as I'm rotting in the Amgoo

(palm mute)

 The Amconstable was set to drown while the shabby scabs that went to town were

Dmreconnoitering with blades and gun

 But the Amale had started spilling

 Yes, and Esoon the crew was killing everyAmone

(walkup)

Prechorus 2

 And Dmall the streets burned with Egold,

 But, Dmoh, my bones were so Ecold

Chorus

(slightly different)

 I scowl at the Amangry mFoon

 I am Csick on myself I'm a Gbum

 What have I beAmcome

 A drunken maFroon run agCround

GIn this rotten Etown

Bridge

 I Astumble down the harbor to the tavern on the square

 And heard a raucous ruckus as it Erang

AFrom some foul inebriates

 Some Dmen I used to call my mates

 Were Alost in song and Ethis is what they Asang

They sang,

 "HAeigh, hi, yo, ho! O'er the Atlantic we Ego

ADrinking 'till we all get sick

 And Dcoming up with limericks

 But we Anever quite reEmember how they Aend"

 I can F♯msee my childhood Dhome

 I Athink of my dear old Emum

 What have I beAmcome Am Am E Am

Chorus

(same chords as the first chorus)

I scowl at the angry moon

I am sick on myself I'm a bum

What have I become

A drunken maroon run aground

In this rotten town (I scowl at the angry moon)

I am sick on myself I'm a bum

What have I become

A drunken maroon run aground

In this rotten town (I scowl at the angry moon)

I am sick on myself I'm a bum

What have I become

A drunken maroon run aground

In this rotten town (In this rotten)

In this rotten, In this rotten town