The Dead South Chords & Lyrics - The Dead South
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[VERSE]
Oh [Dm]pass the rum on down the line it's [A#]getting pretty [A]cold
It's been [Dm]nine straight days of hell and burning [A#]fires in the [A]snow
And I [Dm]haven't seen my baby since that [A#]old black ship set [A]sail
Still [Dm]we're holding out 'till winter dies and [A#]hoping our [A]strength prev[Dm]ails
[Dm] [A#] [A]
[Dm] [A#] [A] [Dm]
[VERSE]
The [Dm]full moon peaks around the clouds [A#]as the grey wolves [A]cry
The [Dm]hour's getting late and we've drunk [A#]every bottle [A]dry
Just [Dm]one more march from dusk 'till dawn 'till we [A#]finally [A]arrive
At the [Dm]gates of those who long ago burned our [A#]houses and [A]took our [Dm]lives
[CHORUS]
And we'll sing
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
[VERSE]
The [Dm]wind is at our back the ground is sh[A#]aking at our f[A]eet
M[Dm]arching for the gates we pray the l[A#]ord my soul to k[A]eep
For [Dm]if we ever get ourselves out fr[A#]om this mess al[A]ive
I'll be s[Dm]inging this song for years to say I'm h[A#]appy w[A]e surv[Dm]ived
[CHORUS]
And we'll sing
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
[CHORUS]
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
[CHORUS]
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
Oh [Dm]pass the rum on down the line it's [A#]getting pretty [A]cold
It's been [Dm]nine straight days of hell and burning [A#]fires in the [A]snow
And I [Dm]haven't seen my baby since that [A#]old black ship set [A]sail
Still [Dm]we're holding out 'till winter dies and [A#]hoping our [A]strength prev[Dm]ails
[Dm] [A#] [A]
[Dm] [A#] [A] [Dm]
[VERSE]
The [Dm]full moon peaks around the clouds [A#]as the grey wolves [A]cry
The [Dm]hour's getting late and we've drunk [A#]every bottle [A]dry
Just [Dm]one more march from dusk 'till dawn 'till we [A#]finally [A]arrive
At the [Dm]gates of those who long ago burned our [A#]houses and [A]took our [Dm]lives
[CHORUS]
And we'll sing
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
[VERSE]
The [Dm]wind is at our back the ground is sh[A#]aking at our f[A]eet
M[Dm]arching for the gates we pray the l[A#]ord my soul to k[A]eep
For [Dm]if we ever get ourselves out fr[A#]om this mess al[A]ive
I'll be s[Dm]inging this song for years to say I'm h[A#]appy w[A]e surv[Dm]ived
[CHORUS]
And we'll sing
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
[CHORUS]
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
[CHORUS]
"[Dm]We are the Dead South who c[A#]ame across the s[A]ea
To t[Dm]ake back our lives and leave this l[A#]and [A]of miser[Dm]y
Our w[Dm]ill is our w[A#]eapon our h[A]earts forever b[Dm]ound
Come on now t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
t[Dm]ilt your bottle b[A#]ack and let's go gr[A]ab another r[Dm]ound
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