Banshee

INTRO Gm Bb Dm C x2
Am  C                     Em    
Loud was the sound of the birds 
                     D
when they landed in spite of
Am  C                       G
Noise from the boys with the rocks 
in their fists
D                   Am           
Looking to bring a man down to 
               C
the bottom of a thousand ton well
Em                         D
One tiny push send that man into 
hell
Am                             C
He hit with a thud there’ll be no 
work tomorrow
Em                             D
Just a funeral for a guy with time 
that he borrowed

[DHORUS]
          Am  C
Isn’t it crazy?
            Em                   D
Ode to the one that’ll drag you down
          Am C
Isn’t it crazy?
           Em                    D
Ode to the one that’ll let you drown
Am                        C
Wait for the call it’ll come by 
tomorrow
       Em                 D
Your banshee, your lust, indifferent
 sorrow
Am                           
Honey don’t run ‘cause there’s 
  C
nowhere to go
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Em                      D
She’s got your number she got your 
code

Am  C                  Em       
Blue is the color your skin 
                      D
fades to when there’s no pump of
Am  C                            
Blood through your veins or your 
G                       D
heart or when you got no love
Am                      C
Trouble is looking for someone to 
drain
      Em                         
The rattle does roll when there’s 
  D
something to gain
Am                          C
Was it the shove that done did that 
man in
        Em               D
Or the lady who came and blew in 
with the wind?

[CHORUS]
          Am  C
Isn’t it crazy?
            Em                   D
Ode to the one that’ll drag you down
          Am C
Isn’t it crazy?
           Em                    D
Ode to the one that’ll let you drown
Am                        C
Wait for the call it’ll come by 
tomorrow
       Em                 D
Your banshee, your lust, indifferent
 sorrow
Am                           
Honey don’t run ‘cause there’s 
  C
nowhere to go
Em                      D
She’s got your number she got your 
code

Am D Dm Am
C G Am

[Bridge]
Am
Hail to the mother
          D
Tell your brother, your friends
Dm                                 
Can’t lock your doors ‘cause she’s 
Am
already in
C                          G
Dressed all in black with a staff in
 her fist
Am
She wails to her hounds
Am
Sink their fangs with a kiss

Am D Dm Am
C G Am