Graveyard Paradise

av Anonym 29/05-2014
GRAVEYARD PARADISE   
- 1-2-6
(KROGTOFT)
 
                        
     E                    H7
The pale white-collared gentlemen                        
         A       H7     E
They're coming side by side.                   
     A             G#m
The holy court of justice                  
      F#m            H7
To a meeting in the night
      E                 H7
They do not talk, they do not smile
       A         H7     E
They think and that's enough                         
      A                   G#m
They will not make their judgement                       
           F#m             H7
'Till the moon rises off above                           
           E                H7
And of a thousands soldier boys                         
     E                     H7
At least they made their choice                                        
  E             A                H7           E
Another victim soon arrives at graveyard paradise
 
A   G#m   F#m   E    A   G#m    F#m   E    H7  
                     
      E                H7
And there's a smiling little girl                  
       A      H7     E
Whose dinner was a snail                     
      A               G#m
It's hard for her to walk                         
                F#m         H7
She's got her brother in a rail                  
     E             H7
Her father's lying in the mud                      
     A          H7     E
Her mother's murdered too                     
      A               G#m
Her bloody eyes can't even see                        
         F#m                H7
And she don't know what to do                            
         E                   H7
But the pale-white collared guys                   
  E                 H7
Those desperate vampires                                                      
  E                         A                   H7           E
They're watching her with bloodshut eyes from graveyard paradise
 
A   G#m   F#m   E    A   G#m    F#m   E    H7   
              
E               H7
Everything is black and cold              
     A         H7 E
In graveyard paradise                    
      A              G#m
And when somebody's talking there                   
       F#m              H7
Is it just to tell you lies                         
       E                   H7
Those pale-white collared gentlemen                           
           A        H7       E
Oh yes, I saw them as they stood                       
    A                    G#m
Outside the graveyard's gate                           
               F#m              H7
They would be laughing if they could                 
      E            H7
And when somebody dies                     
      E                 H7
When moon rise in the sky                           
         E                  A
They're watching you with bloodshut eyes                 
       H7           E
From graveyard paradise

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  • Marcus Hannestad (Gjest)
    Vel jeg er en typisk nachspiel gitarist. Har en Ibanez som jeg har hatt i mange år, men som jeg har brukt lite i de senere år. Men nå har jeg arvet min første nylonstrenger gitar. Og da har klixmpringen fått fart på seg. Og denne siden var gull særlig at man kan transportere. Terningkast 6. Hilsen en glad og takknemlig nachspiel klimprer.
  • Gjest
    Litt av en sang ja, hele Norge sang på den! Ungdommen altså. Skikkelig grim!
  • Gjest
    Litt uenig med grep...E-H7-A-H7-E...A-G#m-F#m-H7...E7-H7-A-H7-E...A-G#m-F#m-H7...E-H7-E-H7-E-A-H7-E..........hilsen heggen
  • Arve Jakobsen (Gjest)
    Hei. Jeg hørte 1 2 6 i Folkets Hus i Oslo den 1. mai 1967, strålende band, fantastisk låt.
  • Knut (Gjest)
    Nasjonalsang for 60tallsungdommen i Bodø. Kjækt å spæll han ijæn.
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