Murder By Death - Three Men Hanging

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Band name Murder By Death
Song name Three Men Hanging
Tab type Chords
Added 06/03/2008
Size 1.47 kb
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Quite a bit of this song is written for banjo and a little piano (I think) but I think 
sound pretty good on the guitar for chords. Please leave any questions, comment, or 
changes in a comment or something.

Intro: Bm A Bm A Em G6 Bm A

Bm          A
Get on with it
Bm                          A
put off the fuss you chickenshit
Bm          A
get on with it
Bm                        A
can't you see its time to quit

Bm
I seen three men hangin' from a sycamore
A
their bodies were stiff as a two by four
Bm                                           A
and their heads were tilted down towards the ground
Bm
and it ain't been long since they been up there
A
that their bodies turned cold hangin' in that air
Bm                                                 A
and they might have froze before that noose got to them


Interlude: Bm A Bm A Em G6 
A


Bm          A
Get on with it
Bm                          A
put off the fuss you chickenshit
Bm          A
get on with it
Bm                        A
can't you see its time to quit

Bm
old scratch has dealt us a dirty hand
A
he had the look of a saint but the greed of a man
Bm                                                A
and his face was worn and wrinkled like a leather book
              Bm
and if i put this revolver to my head
A                                   Bm                      A
will god turn against me instead of taking pity on a broken man?

Bm           A
get on with it. [X 4]