Gently Chiding Veronica chords by Ezra Bell

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Verse 1:
F
I can recall you standng tall,
  Dm
A man in all his glory gazing
         Gm
At them patterns painting rainbows in
      C
The sunlight on the pavement
        F
in the blackness where your axon sent me
  Dm
Softly into dreaming
      Gm
Over bends and home again only to
 C
Turn up inbetween them

Verse 2:

 F
And the speakers shout me greetings
      Dm
They shout me revelations
              Gm
Where them villains wind up dancing and their fans come
  C
Spend their paychecks
        F
And we dance around a ram sent down(?) and
    Dm
We just wear the anthem sounds
  Gm
Tricksters and the tramps about,
  C
Cheaters as the champs are crowned

Verse 3:
 F
You take your chances
           Dm
While the sunlight sets
        Gm
But no matter how ferocious
           C
That the gunfight gets
     F
The promised land i hear is merely
 Dm
One ride west
           Gm
I haven't had the time to take
              C
But when the blood dries, let's

Verse 4:
F               Dm
If you did not believe in all these
 Gm            C
Silly little things you do
 F                       Dm
You might not feel that melancholy
 Gm                     C
When they turn out to not be true
     F                   Dm
But who's to say what's true and what isn't
 Gm                    C
He said she said that it's not you
 Fm            Dm
Me oh my good god good riddance
 Gm*
What a nice neat bloodless coupe

Verse 5:
 F                        Dm
Youv'e been praying with dirty fingers
 Gm                     C
It's a wonder you can pray at all
  F                          Dm
'Til nighttime comes cool 'cross the vineyard
 Gm                          C
And it's a wonder I should think so small
  F                     Dm
But there she goes my moonlight daugthter
  Gm                              C
Baskin, brushing up against the rose
 F                    Dm
Sometimes she sings tunes I taught her
 Gm*
Most times she don't use words at all

Outro:

 F                             Dm
You get what you get and you don't throw a fit
 Gm                           C
Take what you make and don't tell no one shit (x4)