Age Of Assassins Chords

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These are the basic chords. So find out how to pick it exactly yourself. Get the melody 
when he starts " when I die alone.." and it will sound pretty well.

capo: 2 fret


            C
Oh when the summer sun come cutting

Like a clean razor blade
       F
And I wake to the day and all the visions I've made
 C
Reached out my hand for the curl of her hair
     F
And whisper my dreams to the girl who's not there
 G
Gather some memory from the night before
             C       G               F
Where'd she go? she go, where'd she go?
G
Screaming of threats and slam of a door


              C           G            F
Well I don't know, don't know, don't know

      C
So I look to the window and the city below
      F
From this bed of mine

Where I eat sweet jelly rolls
       C
Think I'll put on my face

I'd like to fix me a drink
        F
'Cause somewhere someone knows just what I think
      G
Last night's but a question that hangs likes a noose
            C     G   F
'Round my throat, my throat
G
Surely tonight, I'll invite its abuse


                 C         G       F
Well there's no hope, no hope, no hope

         C
Goodness me, oh my
                         F
Oh my god, I still might be fine
                             G
Get through all the pains I fake
                      F
Poor boy could use a break
                           C
A break from my own daily hate, oh
                           F
"Pain is something no one else knows"
                         G
That's what I hear them say
                           F
But everyone bereaves the day
                    G      C   F
I said weary weary walk away


      C
So I take to the streets like the dead to the grave
     F
You light me a smoke because it's right to behave
         C
And I'm all juiced up all morning because the morning is when
 F
Heros stand tall in the statues of men

             G
And all the pigeons adore me and peck at my feet
        C         G         F
Oh the fame, the fame, the fame
  G
Someday they may use my head as a seat
               C          G          F
Well I can't wait, can't wait, can't wait


         C
Goodness me, oh my
                          F
Oh my god, I still might get by
                              G
Get through all the pains I fake
                      F
Poor boy could use a break
                           C
A break from my own daily hate, oh
                           F
"Pain is something no one else knows"
                         G
That's what I hear them say
                           F
But everyone bereaves the day
                    G      C       F
I said weary weary walk away


C                 G
When I die alone bury me deep
                   C
Way out west past Sunset Street
    C7            F        C         G     C
So I can hear old 29 when she goes rollin' by
C                      G
And when they come to claim my skin
                    C
And I go back where I begin
 C7                     F
Place the stones at my head and feet
           C         G      C
Tell them all I've gone to sleep


            C
And as the city unravels her metal bedroll
   F                                    C
I dirty her sheets with the stumble I stroll

And the people all stop just to watch me go by
         F
With a thirst in my throat and a tear in my eye

                                                                                 
                                           C          G       F
So riddle me this while I lend you my soul in a song, in a song, a song
    G
And balance the sky on these shoulders of mine
           C         G         F
Until the dawn, the dawn, the dawn

         C
Goodness me, oh my
                          F
Oh my god, I still might get by
                              G
Get through all the pains I fake
                       F
Poor boy could use a break
                           C
A break from my own daily hate, oh
                            F
"Pain is something no one else knows"
                         G
That's what I hear them say
                           F
But everyone bereaves the day
                    G      C       F    G    C
I said weary weary walk away