Charles Manson - Goin To The Churchyard - аккорды

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Family Jams - Goin' To The Church Yard
Tuning: Full Step Down

A7 is played like a regular A shape with a finger on the 3rd fret of the high e string. The chords between the
E's after "be at" are the top 2/3 strings played open which you hammer on an E major chord back onto. At the
end of the song instead of being an E major it becomes an E minor chord but it is the same strumming pattern
with hammer on's from the lower open strings to the E minor chord.

I really want to have this entire album tabbed onto guitar pro with vocal arrangements and all. If you have
suggestions on how the tabs can be improved or can help tab some songs contact me on the tumblr page I have
started http://mansonsmusicandmind.tumblr.com/
Also lyrics may not be correct and are horribly incorrect in places.

A7                                                              E
Going to the Church house, going to the church house where I'll be at
A7                                                              E
Going to the Church house, going to the church house where I'll be at
           B                    A
Said we're going every sunday
                          E
Watch the band and have a beer


(I'd like to testify, testify)
              A7                        E
I found Jesus   and I locked him in my trunk
              A7                        E
I found Jesus   and I locked him in my cellar
        B                       A
He was talking through a hole
                         E
Seemed like a right nice fella

        A7
He was locked up in the churchhouse
                                 E
Locked up by the peacher and his words
        A7
He was locked up in the churchhouse
                                  E
Locked up by the preacher and his words
        B                               A
Say the preachers dressed in black
                   E
Say well she is so advanced

            A7
Those other birds just spread the word
                     E
And get down in your head
            A7
Those other birds just spread the word
                     E
And get down in your head
            B                   A
Say they'll dirty up your mind
                      E
Put you in your death bed
            B                   A
Say they'll dirty up your mind
                      E
Put you in your death bed

E
I'd like to testify,
Testify
I'd like to testify it says here in this book
What book
It says about the false prophets

          A7
Well were locked up in the church house
                 E
Eating bread and jelly
          A7
Well were locked up in the church house
                 E
Eating bread and jelly
         B                        A
Say well chase you to the pig pen
                   E
Just slidin on his belly
         B                        A
Say well chase you to the pig pen
                   E
Just slidin on his belly

     A7
Look down that road
        E
With no load in your comode
        A7
For the time has come
        E
Just to know its been for fun
   A7
So relax my friend
This is not the end
                        Em
Of a beautiful love up there
Are you there

        A7                      E
For the time to see is now the time to see
          A7                          E
And there aint no such thing as there aint no such thing
                                         Em
And the time to sing is the time to sing

(It strums Em while hammering onto it from open string over the following bits without chords
over them)

get your finger off that thing
You will never blow it up
No you'll never blow it up
Here today, if you die
Here today, if you die

He died so you could live x3
There aint no question

Go on die so you can live x3
There aint no question

Go on die
Be the time from the mind

A7
If you fall apart
                    E           Fm
Youll shit all over yourself x2

                        Em
What a beautiful love, there
Are you there

If you die, you will fly, to the hole, where the soul lies
There aint no question

Go on die so you can live x3
There aint no question

Go on die
No youll never blow it up

     A7
Look down that road
        E
With no load in your comode
        A7
For the time has come
        E
Just to know its been for fun
   A7
So relax my friend
                        Em
This is not the end
Of a beautiful love, up there
No you'll never blow it up
Are you there
No you'll never blow it up