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The Fighter chords

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Tuning: Standard
Capo 4

[Intro]
G Am Em C

[Verse]
Yeah!
G
Just wakin up in the morning And the beat well
Am
Quite honest with ya, I ain't really sleep well
Em
Ya ever feel like your train a thoughts been derailed?
C
That's when you press on
G
Half the population's just waitin to see me fail
Am
Yeah right, you're better off tryina freeze hell
Em
Some of us do it for the females
C
And others do it for the retails
G
But I do it for the kids, life through the tower head on
Am
Everytime you fall its only making your chin strong
Em                                       C
And I be in your quarter like mid, baby, til the end

Or when you hear this song from that big lady
G                           Am
Until the referee rings the bell
                              Em
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
C
What we gonna do ya'll?

[Chorus]
        G                Am
Give em hell, turn their heads
      Em                  C
Gonna live life til we're dead.
        G              Am
Give me scars, give me pain
             Em                    C
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
             G         Am
There goes a fighter
             Em        C
There goes a fighter
             G         Am
Here comes a fighter
                    Em          
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
C                       G
Say to me, this one's a fighter

[Verse]
G
You need to block the last thirty rounds
Am
There's no reason you should ever have your head down
Em
Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds
C
Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town
G
Text book version of the kid going nowhere fast
Am
And now im yelling kiss my ass,
           Em
it's gonna take a couple right hooks a few left jabs
C
for you to recognize that you really aint got it bad
G                           Am
Until the referee rings the bell
                              Em
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
C
What we gonna do ya'll?

[Chorus]
        G                Am
Give em hell, turn their heads
      Em                  C
Gonna live life til we're dead.
        G              Am
Give me scars, give me pain
             Em                    C
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
             G         Am
There goes a fighter
             Em        C
There goes a fighter
             G         Am
Here comes a fighter
                    Em          
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
C                       G
Say to me, this one's a fighter (Everybody put yo hands up)

[Verse]
G
What we gonna do? What we gonna do?
Am
What we gonna do? What we gonna do?
Em
What we gonna do? What we gonna do?
C
What we gonna do ya'll
G                                    Am
If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up)
                                  Em
And when your bones can't take no more
Just remember what you're here for
C
Cuz I know imma damn sure

[Chorus]
        G                Am
Give em hell, turn their heads
      Em                  C
Gonna live life til we're dead.
        G              Am
Give me scars, give me pain
             Em                    C
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
             G         Am
There goes a fighter
             Em        C
There goes a fighter
             G         Am
Here comes a fighter
                    Em          
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
C                       G
Say to me, this one's a fighter

[Outro]
G                          Am
Till the referee rings the bell
                           Em
Till both ya eyes start to swell

Till the crowd goes home,
C
What we gonna do kid?

            
            
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Darknight20 10 Nov 23, 2011 10:47 AM

not bad except if you are playing this on an acoustic guitar, i'm pretty sure its a Capo 5

+4 reply
subz 73 May 22, 2012 03:13 PM

good job.
I found no capo with these chords is exact

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mobokeeg 43 Jun 24, 2012 09:36 AM

No capo and you've got the right chords!

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