Middle chords by Jesse Welles

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Verse:
        E
Simple men within the temple
        C#m
Singing low oh gracious light
                 G#m
While savages beneath the stars
         A
Charted souls projected flights

           F#m
With their axes and their swords
      A
Put away for the night

        E
Cometh song
        D
Cometh dance
        A
Cometh lute
       F#m
Cometh pipe

Verse:
          E
The road warrior Nazareth patriot
            C#m
Was sighing Zion in excess
           G#m
While the Lord and God of faces
          A
Donned a youthful chain and dress

                  F#m
You have heard it said
 A
Make it great again

               E        E D
Make your own self great
          A
That's a good place to begin
  F#m
Begin


Chorus:
         F#m
When the devil plays his fiddle
           A
I'm gonna meet you in the middle
 E     D  A
Freind


Instrumental:
E  D  A   F#m   F#m


Verse:
         E
With my silver droid companion
C#m
Beeping at my side
       G#m
As we gazed into the moonset
           A
Wondering where in space we'd hide

         F#m
All the green skinned princess
    A
In systems far away

        E                D
Saying proverbs I can't mean
      A
In a language I can't say
      F#m
Say-a-ay


Verse:
            E
And if the alkaloids illicited
    C#m
The origins of my mind
               G#m
Then why's the jackelope approaching
         A
Winking both its beady eyes

       F#m
Oh ye wizards of ineptitude
            A
You've conspired for my end

        E                   D
As the flames of hell come rollling
        A
On the Santa Ana wind
     F#m
Wi-i-ind


Chorus:
          F#m
When the devil plays his fiddle
           A
I'm gonna meet you in the middle
  E    D  A
Freind


Instrumental:
E  D  A   F#m    F#m


Verse:
          E
I road a steamboat through the jungle
        C#m
With a fever and a rod
        G#m
Cursing all that dared to live
        A
Cursing me and thee and God

         F#m
And the arrows of the natives
      A
Lept forth and skewered me

          E              D
Don't we come here in a wonder
          A
Don't we leave in mystery
    F#m    F#m
Mystery


Verse:
         E
When we rode into the salt lake
        C#m
It was dead as hope itself
        G#m
And we beached the damned craft
         A
Seeking death to no avail

                 F#m
There will be no hell to pay
     A
Nah hell has come and went

         E               D
There is no one left to kill
          A
There is sand and that is it
F#m
It


Chorus:
          F#m
When the devil plays his fiddle
           A
I'm gonna see it in the middle
  E    D  A
Freind


Outro:
E  D  A   F#m    F#m  A  E  F#m  E