Warren Zevon : Life'll Kill Ya

Capo:

III

Harp:

G

[or

Bb

with capo] (straight)

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G

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G

I had the shit till it all got smoked

D

I kept the promise till the vow got broke

D

I had to drink from the lovin' cup

G

I stood on the banks till the river rose up

C

I saw the bride in her wedding gown

G

D

(

C/g

) I was in the house when the house burned down

Riff:

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C/g

G

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Em

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D

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I may be old and I may be bent But I had the money till it all got spent I had the money till they made me pay Then I had the sense to be on my way I had to stay in the underground I was in the house when the house burned down

Riff

x3

C

I was in the house when the house burned down

G

I met the man with the thorny crown

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I helped him carry his cross through town

G

D

(

C/g

) I was in the house when the house burned down

Riff

x3

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D

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G

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Repeat chorus and riff x3

Repeat first verse and riff x3

End on

G

Capo:

I

Em

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Em

G

C

G

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G

Em

C

G

I can saw a woman in two

Em

G

D

G

But you won't wanna look in the box when I'm through

Em

C

G

I can make love disappear

Em

G

C

G

D

G

For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

Em

G

C

G

D

I can pull a rabbit out of a hat I can pull it out, but I can't put it back I can make love disappear For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

D

Step right up!

Em

G

C

G

D

G

For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

D

Step right up!

Em

G

C

G

D

G

For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

Em

D

It's lonely up here when the tricks have been played

Em7

Em

And the spotlight has faded

Am

Em

And the plans that we made have fallen apart

Bm

It's lonely as hell

Em

C

Am7

D

And there's no magic spell for a broken heart Put me in chains and I will escape Better not wait up, 'cause I might be late I can make love disappear For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

Em

C

G

Em

G

D

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C

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Well It's lonely up here when the tricks have been played And the spotlight has faded And the plans that we made have fallen apart It's lonely as hell And there's no magic spell for a broken heart I can saw a woman in two But you won't wanna look in the box when I'm through I can make love disappear For my next trick I'll need a volunteer Step right up! For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

Em

G

C

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D

Em

G

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Em

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Em

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Tuning: DADGBD (Double Drop D)

Capo:

III

Harp:

G

[or

Bb

with capo] (cross)

D

G

D

G

D

G

D

A

D

X2

D

G

D

G

D

G

D

G

I like to think I've earned my reputation For rushing in where angels fear to tread I'll take you home to meet the congregation

D

G

D

A

D

We'll all get together in my tent I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you They treat you like a red-headed stepchild And try to keep you nailed to the floor Join us for the countdown to the rapture We never turned a sinner from our door I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' It's a dirty little religion, Hallelujah!

G

D

G

D

Dirty little acolyte, dirty little one

G

D

A

Learn the fundamentals of desire

G

D

G

D

Can I get a witness to my testament?

G

D

A

D

Can I get an amen from the choir?

D5

Dirty little religion Dirty little religion Dirty little religion Dirty little religion

D

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D

G

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G

D

A

D

I like to think I've earned my reputation For trying to take the bull by the horns I'll show you where I get my inspiration Where we plow and where we plant the corn I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' It's a dirty little religion, Hallelujah! Dirty little acolyte, dirty little one Learn the fundamentals of desire Can I get a witness to my testament? Can I get an amen from the choir?

G

D

A

D

Tuning: DADGBE (Drop D)

Intro

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D|--------0-----3---3---|--------0---------3-0--3---|

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B|----------------------|------------------------|

G|-2-0-2----2-0---0---0-|---------0---0--------2-|

D|--------0-----3---3---|-0-0-3-0---5----0---0---|

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Verse

Riff

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When I went to the doctor, I said I'm feeling kinda rough

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D|-------3-0--0--8-7-5--5-|-0-0-3-0---5----0---0---|

A|---------------------5--|------------------------|

D|---------------8-7-5----|------------------0-----|

Let me break it to you son, your shit's fucked up

Bridge

A5

G5

D5

F5

G5

D5

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Yeah, yeah... it has to happen...

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the rich folks... happen to you Well, I went to the doctor I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough" "Let me break it to you, son Your shit's fucked up" I said, "My shit's fucked up? Well I don't see how" He said, "The shit that used to work It won't work now" I, I had a dream Ah shucks, oh well Now it's all fucked up It's shot to hell Yeah, yeah, my shit's fucked up It has to happen to the best of us The rich folks suffer like the rest of us It'll happen to you That Amazing Grace Sort of passed you by You wake up every day And you start to cry You wanna die But you just can't quit Let me break it on down It's the fucked up shit Yeah my shit's fucked up Fucked up

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Em

Bm

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You can dream the American Dream

D

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But you sleep with the lights on and wake up with a scream

G

C

G

You can hope against hope that nothing will change

G

D

G

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

G

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G

C

G

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold

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Bm

Em

Grab a hold, grab a hold

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D

G

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain |

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D

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| When your grasp has exceeded your reach And you put all your faith in a figure of speech You've heard all the answers but the questions remain Grab a hold of that fistful of rain Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold of that fistful of rain Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Em

G

D

G

And when diamonds turn back into coal

G

C

G

Grab a hold, children, grab a hold

Em

G

D

G

When the mountains crumble and you're ready to rumble

G

C

D

And roll like a runaway train |

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Bm

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| And when diamonds turn back into coal Grab a hold, children, grab a hold When the mountains crumble and you're ready to rumble And roll like a runaway train In a heart there are windows and doors You can let the light in, you can feel the wind blow When there's nothing to lose and nothing to gain Grab a hold of that fistful of rain Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold, grab a hold Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Warren Zevon : Life'll Kill Ya
2000

I Was In The House When The House Burned Down

For My Next Trick I'll Need A Volunteer

Dirty Little Religion

My Shit's Fucked Up

Fistful Of Rain

Warren Zevon : Life'll Kill Ya 2000

I Was In The House When The House Burned Down

For My Next Trick I'll Need A Volunteer

Dirty Little Religion

My Shit's Fucked Up

Fistful Of Rain

Warren Zevon : Life'll Kill Ya
2000