Chords with lyrics
G's Gone
The Celibate Rifles
Not the typical rifles tune, but nice and easy to strum on acoustic guitar
E minorEm D MajorD E minorEm D MajorD
G's gone, I'm thinkin' 'bout her
E minorEm D MajorD C majorC E minorEm
While missin' her, I realise somethin' new
D MajorD E minorEm D MajorD
We've had our last conversation
E minorEm D MajorD C majorC E minorEm
Sorrow's now the nearest thing to you
D MajorD E minorEm D MajorD
Walkin' through town
E minorEm D MajorD C majorC
All the bustle and the madness
E minorEm D MajorD E minorEm D MajorD
She'd look around
E minorEm D MajorD C majorC
All she saw was loss and sadness
G+G E minorEm
She'd say that the past
G+G D MajorD
Was this moment escapin'?
G+G E minorEm
She couldn't laugh
C majorC Dsus2Dsus2
No more pleasure for the takin', yeah
She'd say,
"It's a crime, and we're all victims,
Or is it just my worst fears comin' true?
It may be my imagination,
Do they really all know what to do?"
Walkin' through town
All the bustle and the madness
She'd look around
All she saw was loss and sadness
She'd say that the past
Was this moment escapin'?
She couldn't laugh
No more pleasure for the takin', yeah
Not every life's worth saving
One of your pearls has finally came true
Your letter said it all got too hard
Now we're left to go on without you
Walkin' through town
All the bustle and the madness
She'd look around
All she saw was loss and sadness
She'd say that the past
Was this moment escapin'?
She couldn't laugh
With no pleasure for the takin', yeah