The Holiday Song Acoustic
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Chords in this song
Strum
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Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed 'till they were dead
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
x2):
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
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Readable chord sheet for The Holiday Song Acoustic by Pixies
|----0------0-------0-------0----------------------| |--------------------------------------------------| |--s5-5-5s7---7-7s4---4-4s5---5--------------------| |--------------------------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------------| [Am] [C] [F] [C] [Am]Well sit[C] right d[F]own my wick[C]ed son And let me tell you a story About the boy who fell from glory And how he was a wicked son [G]This ain't n[F]o holid[Am]ay [C] [F] [C] [G]But it alway[F]s turns out this way [D]Here I am with my hand [Am] [C] [F] [C] [Am]He took [C]his sist[F]er from his[C] head And then painted her on the sheets And then rolled her up in grass and trees And they kissed 'till they were dead [G]This ain't n[F]o holid[Am]ay [C] [F] [C] [G]But it alway[F]s turns out this way [D]Here I am with my hand [Am] [C] [F] [C] [Am]Well sit[C] right d[F]own my wick[C]ed son And let me tell you a story About the boy who fell from glory And how he was a wicked son x2): [G]This ain't n[F]o holid[Am]ay [C] [F] [C] [G]But it alway[F]s turns out this way [D]Here I am with my hand