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Great Wide Open

Funeral For A Friend
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
:  x220xx or 022000
Spitting  from the bridges, like  a bird perched on a branch,
 I'm wilting  like a tree that  will never let me breathe.
Soul  soldier with your gun  held high, where  does the crow fly,
soul  soldier with your gun  held high, will  you follow it home.
For  the road  that we walk  has more miles left to talk,
stories on  and on we go,  into the great wide open.
No  it never came back to break me, the  way it broke it down,
spitting  from the bridges, while the  trees give a soft sigh to the ground.
Soul  soldier with your gun  held high, where  does the crow fly,
soul  soldier with your gun  held high, will  you follow it home.
For  the road  that we walk  has more miles left to talk,
For  the road  that we walk  has more miles left to talk,
stories on  and on we go,  into the great wide open, into the great wide open.
The  rush of the flood,  sends the blood,  to my head,
The  rush of the flood,  sends the blood,  to my head,
Soul  soldier with your gun  held high, where  does the crow fly,
soul  soldier with your gun  held high, will  you follow it home.
The  rush of the flood,  sends the blood,  to my head,
The  rush of the flood,  sends the blood,  to my head,
 Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
 Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.
 Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
 Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.
 Into the great wide open...
 THAT'S IT, HAVE FUN!!

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Readable chord sheet for Great Wide Open by Funeral For A Friend

[Em]:  x220xx  or  022000

[G]Spitting from the bridges, [Am]like a bird perched on a branch,
I'm [G]wilting like a tree [Am]that will never let me breathe.

[G]Soul soldier with your [F]gun held high, [Am]where does the crow fly,
[G]soul soldier with your [F]gun held high, [Am]will you follow it home.

[G]For the [Em]road that we [F#m]walk has more miles left to talk,
[G]stories [Em]on and on we [F#m]go, into the great wide open.

[G]No it never came back to break me, [Am]the way it broke it down,
[G]spitting from the bridges, while th[Am]e trees give a soft sigh to the ground.

[G]Soul soldier with your [F]gun held high, [Am]where does the crow fly,
[G]soul soldier with your [F]gun held high, [Am]will you follow it home.

[G]For the [Em]road that we [F#m]walk has more miles left to talk,
[G]       [Em]           [F#m]
[G]For the [Em]road that we [F#m]walk has more miles left to talk,
[G]stories [Em]on and on we [F#m]go, into the great wide open, into the great wide open.

[Bm]The rush of the [E]flood, sends the [G]blood, to my [E]head,
[Bm]The rush of the [E]flood, sends the [G]blood, to my [E]head,

[G]Soul soldier with your [F]gun held high, [Am]where does the crow fly,
[G]soul soldier with your [F]gun held high, [Am]will you follow it home.

[Bm]The rush of the [E]flood, sends the [G]blood, to my [E]head,
[Bm]The rush of the [E]flood, sends the [G]blood, to my [E]head,

Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.
Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.

Into the great wide open...

THAT'S IT, HAVE FUN!!

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