Oops, an error
Loading. Please wait.

The Words That Maketh Murder ukulele

version 1
version 1

Whole song

558 views 3 this week
no commentswrite comment
1 2 3 4 5
3 more votes to show rating
add to favorites
×
Save as Personal and add changes to this tab that will be seen only by you. Learn more ›
×
You can save this tab as Personal to edit and correct it or add notes. All changes will be seen only by you. Learn more »
launch autoscroll
font size
0
reset
transpose
0
reset
display chords
guitar tuner
edit
Autoscroll
slow
fast
+/-
esc
set tempo
stop
Strumming
There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. and get +5 IQ
Mistakes are possible, suggestions are welcome!


Em                                          A G F#m G
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em                                          A G F#m G
I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat,
Em                                          A G F#m G
Blown and shot out beyond belief.
Em                                          A G F#m G
Arms and legs were in the trees.
Em                                          A G F#m G
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em                                          A G F#m G
coming from an unearthly place,
Em                                          A G F#m G
Longing to see a woman's face,
Em                                          A G F#m G
Instead of the words that gather pace,

Em                                              
The words that maketh murder.
G
These, these, these are the words-
Dm                	    C	                    
The words that maketh murder.
G
These, these, these are the words-
Dm                	    C	                    
The words that maketh murder.
G
These, these, these are the words-
G
Murder...	

Em                                                        
These, these, these are the words-
      A              G          F#m     G
The words that maketh murder.

Em                                           A G F#m G
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em                                           A G F#m G
I've seen a corporal whose nerves were shot
Em                                           A G F#m G
Climbing behind the fierce, gone sun,
Em                                           A G F#m G
I've seen flies swarming everyone,
Em                                           A G F#m G
Soldiers fell like lumps of meat.

Em                                                        
These are the words, the words are these.
G
death lingering, stunk,
Dm                	    C	                    
Flies swarming everyone,
G
Over the whole summit peak,
Dm                	    C	                    
Flesh quivering in the heat.
G
This was something else again.
Dm                	    C	                    
I fear it cannot be explained.
G
The words that make, the words that make
G      Dm C
Murder.

          B                      Gm             Dm C
What if I take my problem to the United Nations?

            
            
Suggest correction
Creating personal tab
Creating personal tab
You can edit any tab online and save it as your Personal.

You can edit, replace or remove any tab part or add personal notes – all changes will be seen only by you.

Personal tabs can be accessed anytime from any device, even offline.
Learn more »
Give kudos to tab author, rate the tab!
1 2 3 4 5
comments
print report bad tab
guest
Wanna post a correction for this tab? Suggest correction