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Jane Beat The Reaper chords

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[Intro]

A  E


[Verse 1]

E                                  A
Well stranger things are happening here
                        E
I see the ghosts now in broad daylight
                 Eb     D
And while the midnight boys continue their songs
    A                E
The reaper rolls his eyes


[Verse 2]

E                     A
Without a shadow of a doubt,
                        E
He says this party is a pale view
   Eb   D
Of what time slowly did to them
         A                  A7
and what I'm gonna do to you.


[Chorus]

    D                                 E
But Jane beat that reaper with a broomstick hard
A                                 D
Ran that bag of bones across the whole front yard
        A               D                  A
And she screams, no one takes a party from me
  D                       A
no one takes a party from me
  D            E           F#m  B
no one takes a party from Jane
  D            E           A   E
no one takes a party from Jane


[Verse 3]

E                        A
She wore medallions on a string
                             E
She said they warded off the boredom
   Eb    D
Of life alone and the constant sting
                       E
Of what she was before him.


[Verse 4]

E                        A
But stranger things have happened here
                           E
She disappeared with every daybreak
        Eb     D       
Her clockwork crisis never seemed so clear
               A                      A7
Her strung-out strife never seemed so fake


[Chorus]

    D                                  E
But Jane dropped those trinkets in the ole Grand Isle,
    A                                  D
And they sank with all her misery, her vacant smile.
A                   D                           A
Still she pleads, who can take this hurt out of me
D                              A
who can take this hurt out of me
D                     E           F#m  B
But nothing takes the urge out of Jane
   D                 E            A  A7
Oh nothing takes the hurt out of Jane


[Bridge]

C#m                        D
And her fate, she knows, is to wait so close
      F                 E              D
at the gates of Hell until the day he calls
       F               E
so she spends her time pacing Purgatory
       D
that's all, yeah that is all


[Chorus]
     D                                E
Well she traded all her riches in for dime store rags
    A                                 D
Her mama tried her best to fill those shopping bags
      A                   D                         A
Still she screams, please don't waste your money on me
       D                         A
please don't waste your money on me
       D             E             F#m  B
'Cause nobody could buy love from Jane
       D            E            F#m  B
She'll party in her rags all the same
       D             E           D  A 
Well no one takes the party from Jane

            
            
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