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Six Feet chords

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Patent Pending - Six Feet

Standard Tuning - No Capo

   Am  C   Dm  Em  F   G
e|-0---0---1---0---1---3-|
B|-1---1---3---0---1---3-|
G|-2---0---2---0---2---0-|
D|-2---2---0---2---3---0-|
A|-0---3---x---2---3---2-|
E|-x---0---x---0---1---3-|

Intro:
Am

Am
 Left, right, left, right, left, right
       Am
 Gotta hit the ground before the moon comes down,
          Em            F
 Get your beak into the dirt,
            Am
 'Cause the birds out there still waking up,
          Em               F
 Are the last to get their worm,
     Am
 And even when the table's full
Em        F            Am
 Only the foolish slow down
                                         N.C.
 I been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go 'round


Am   
 Been working to the bone
      F            C
 Been burning both ends
           Am
 Trying to make them meet
              F       C
 Before we're hungry again
         Am
 So it's left, right, left
          F            C
 Down the trail of the dead,
          Am                      F           C
 And only six feet between me and catching my breath
          Am                      G            Am
 And only six feet between me and getting some rest


Am
 Left, right, left, right, left, right, all right


Am
 Gotta grind to the slow times
        Em                                      F
 'Cause thinking about the clock won't make the time fly
Am
 When you're counting down the minutes adding up the hours given
              Em                                F
 Remember the fact that Friday isn't over just 'cause you think you finished up
Am
 When you hear that whistle blow,
Em        F                    Am
 Only the weakest go home like that
                N.C.
 Pain don't put food on that plate


Am   
 Been working to the bone
      F            C
 Been burning both ends
           Am
 Trying to make them meet
              F       C
 Before we're hungry again
         Am
 So it's left, right, left
          F            C
 Down the trail of the dead,
          Am                      F           C
 And only six feet between me and catching my breath


Am   
 Been working to the bone
      F            C
 Been burning both ends
           Am
 Trying to make them meet
              F       C
 Before we're hungry again
         Am
 So it's left, right, left
          F            C
 Down the trail of the dead,
          Am                      F           C
 And only six feet between me and catching my breath
          Am                      G            Am
 And only six feet between me and getting some rest 


Am
 Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
        G                         Dm
 'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
 Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
      G                          Dm
 It's left, right, left 'til the day you die


Am
 Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
        G                         Dm
 'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
 Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
      G                          Dm
 It's left, right, left 'til the day you diee
 

Am
 Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
        G                         Dm
 'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
 Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
      G                          Dm
 It's left, right, left 'til the day you die

Am   
 Been working to the bone
      F            C
 Been burning both ends
           Am
 Trying to make them meet
              F       C
 Before we're hungry again
         Am
 So it's left, right, left
          F            C
 Down the trail of the dead,
                 Am                        N.C.
 Sometimes those six feet look tempting, I gotta confess.


Am   
 Been working to the bone
      F            C
 Been burning both ends
           Am
 Trying to make them meet
              F       C
 Before we're hungry again
         Am
 So it's left, right, left
          F            C
 Down the trail of the dead,
          Am                      F           C
 And only six feet between me and catching my breath
          Am                      G            Am
 And only six feet between me and getting some rest



Enjoy!
-Sace
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