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Chris Burns – 30-0 Blues

[Verse 1]
Em                              G
The Sound Of The Wind Howling Through The Trees
Em                                G
And how your cold love brought me to my knees
Em                        G
And Like The Wind Ushers In The Storm
Em                          G
This Badge Of Pain You Will Soon Adorn.


[Verse 2]
Em                       G
His Is A Soul Black As Night Itself
Em                              G
You Will Soon Realize It Wasn’t Worth The Wealth
Em                       G
A Mansion In White High Up On The Hill
Em                         G
His temple becomes a tomb at my will


[Chorus]
         D       C        G         
Locked Away But Not For Long
           D            C        G
You Can’t Hide In His Thieving Arms
         D       C      G
You’ll sing The 30-0 Blues
         D   C  G  
Yeah.... 30-0 Tattoos
         D      C              G
Yeah.... 30-0 To Be Enough For You
          D      C               Em     G
Yeah.... 30-0 To Be Enough For Two


[Verse 3]
Em                  G
Free Is The Perch Upon Her Peak
Em                       G
Low Is The Cry At The Lions Feet
Em                   G
Steady My Bow Play Out My Hand
Em                       G
For Not My God For The Sake Of Man


[Chorus]
        D       C         G
Locked Away But Not For Long
           D             C      G
You Can’t Hide In His Thieving Arms
        D        C     G
You’ll sing The 30-0 Blues
          D  C     G
Yeah.... 30-0 Tattoos
          D  C               G
Yeah.... 30-0 Be Enough For You
          D  C                  Em     G
Yeah.... 30-0 To Be Enough For Two


[Tag]
        Em                G
Locked Away But Not For Long
        Em        
When A Jury Is Split
               G            Em
You’re Only Halfway..... Wrong