icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ A million ways to die
A million ways to die (Capo on 1) Intro.: [Bb] (x8)=== [Bb]Cowboys and pioneers [A#]come lend your eyes and ears [Bb]I've got the need to [D]testi-fy Don't [Em]try to [Db]build your [A#]nest out [Em]in the [D]open [Bb]West 'Cause there's a [Em]million [Eb]ways to [D]die Solo: [Bb] (x2) [Bb]Six bullets in the gut [A#]or just a papercut [Bb]Too many ways to [D]quanti-fy They'll [Em]cut your [Db]ankle [A#]off to [Em]cure a [D]minor [Bb]cough 'Cause there's a [Em]million [E7]ways to [Bb]die Solo: [Bb] [Bb] [Bb] A [A#]million [D]ways to [Bb]die [Bb] It's a [Eb]hundred and one in the shade or the sun, if you [A#]fall [Em]a-sleep [C#]you [Db]fry A [D]million ways to [Bb]die You can [Eb]live like a saint, but there [A#]just really ain't No [Eb]a-voidin' a million [Db]ways to [Bb]die Solo: [Bb] [Bb] [Bb] [Fb] [Fb] [Fb] [Fb] [Fb]Small pox and bigger pox [E]and deadly tomahawks [Fb]Or God forbid you steal a [Em]pie They'll [C#]blast you [G#m]into [E]shards, for [Bm]playin' [Em]good at [Fb]cards 'Cause there's a [C#]million [Dm]ways to [Em]die(Up 1/2 tone) Solo: [Fb] (x2) [Fb]Out on the desert plains, [E]it hardly ever rains [Fb]And you can hear coyotes [Em]cry They'll [C#]eat you [G#m]up and [E]then they'll [Bm]shit you [Em]out [Fb]a-gain 'Cause there's a [C#]million [Em]ways to [Fb]die Solo: [Fb] [Fb] [Fb] A [E]million [Em]ways to [Fb]die [Fb] With a [Dm]whoosh and a whack, there's a knife in your back, 'cause you [E]got a fancy [G#m]tie A [Em]million ways to [Fb]die It's a [Dm]kick in the pants, but you [E]don't have a chance of [Dm]es-capin' A million [G#m]ways to [Fb]die Outro: [Fb] [Fb] [Fb] [Em] A million ways to [B#]die⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Alan Jackson
icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ Are you wahsed in the blood?
Are you wahsed in the blood? Capo 1==Verse 1Have you [Em]been to Jesus for the [D#m]cleansing powerAre you [Em]washed in the blood of the [A#]lambAre you [Em]fully trusting in his [D#m]grace this hourAre you [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lambChorus[Em]Are you washed(are you washed)In the [D#m]blood(in the blood)In the [Em]soul cleansing blood of the [A#]lambAre your [Em]garments spotless are they [D#m]white as snowAre you [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lambVerse 2[Em]Are you walking daily by the [D#m]Savior's sideAre you [Em]washed in the blood of the [A#]lambDo you [Em]rest each moment in the [D#m]CrucifiedAre you [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lambChorus[Em]Are you washed(are you washed)In the [D#m]blood(in the blood)In the [Em]soul cleansing blood of the [A#]lambAre your [Em]garments spotless are they [D#m]white as snowAre you [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lambVerse 3[Em]When the bridegroom cometh will your [D#m]robes be whitePure and [Em]white in the blood of the [A#]lambWill your [Em]soul be ready for the mansions [D#m]brightAnd be [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lambChorus[Em]Are you washed(are you washed)In the [D#m]blood(in the blood)In the [Em]soul cleansing blood of the [A#]lambAre your [Em]garments spotless are they [D#m]white as snowAre you [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lambVerse 4[Em]Lay aside the garments that are [D#m]stained with sinAnd be [Em]washed in the blood of the [A#]lambThere's a [Em]fountain flowing for the [D#m]soul uncleanOh be [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lambChorus[Em]Are you washed(are you washed)In the [D#m]blood(in the blood)In the [Em]soul cleansing blood of the [A#]lambAre your [Em]garments spotless are they [D#m]white as snowAre you [Em]washed in the [A#]blood of the [Em]lamb⠀ Sáng tác: Elisha Hoffman
icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ How Great Thou Art
How Great Thou Art Capo: 1Key of G#When played on capo 4 it will be as if you are playing in the key of G.Intro[Db] [Gsus] === Verse 1O Lord my G[Db]od, When I in [C/G]awesome wonder,consider [Db]all the Worlds Thy [D/F#]hand hath [Db]made.I see the s[Db]tars, I hear the [C/G]rolling thunderThy pow'r throu[Db]ghout the uni[D/F#]verse dis[Db]played ChorusThen sings my s[Db]oul, my S[C/G]avior God, t[Db]o TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! How great Thou [Db]art!Then sings my soul, my[C/G] Savior God, to [Db]TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! Ho[C/G]w great Thou ar[Db]t! Verse 2And when I t[Db]hink that God, His [C/G]Son not sparingSent Him to d[Db]ie, I scarce can [D/F#]take it [Db]inThat on the cro[Db]ss, my burden g[C/G]ladly bearingHe bled and d[Db]ied to take a[D/F#]way my s[Db]in ChorusThen sings my s[Db]oul, my S[C/G]avior God, t[Db]o TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! How great Thou [Db]art!Then sings my soul, my[C/G] Savior God, to [Db]TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! Ho[C/G]w great Thou ar[Db]t! Verse 3When Christ shall [Db]come, with shouts of [C/G]acclamationAnd take me [Db]home, what joy shall[D/F#] fill my h[Db]eartThen I shall b[Db]ow in humble a[C/G]dorationAnd there pro[Db]claim, My God, how [D/F#]great You a[Db]re! ChorusThen sings my s[Db]oul, my S[C/G]avior God, t[Db]o TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! How great Thou [Db]art!Then sings my soul, my[C/G] Savior God, to [Db]TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! Ho[C/G]w great Thou ar[Db]t!Then sings my s[Db]oul, my S[C/G]avior God, t[Db]o TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! How great Thou [Db]art!Then sings my soul, my[C/G] Savior God, to [Db]TheeHow great Thou [Am7]art! Ho[C/G]w great Thou ar[Db]t!⠀ Sáng tác: Carl Boberg