Criminology chords by Tom Russell

Chords with lyrics

Tom Russell - Criminology


Intro:
G+G

Verse 1:

I had a gun pointed at my head on several occasions
G+G
Yeah, Nadine I was scared

Something about a black man with a machine gun
G+G
Make you wish you said your prayers
     C majorC
It was Nigeria
           G+G
The year was Nineteen Sixty-Nine
   D MajorD
I was teaching criminology
               G+G
Played a little guitar on the side

Verse 2:

In Apache Pass, Prince Rupert
G+G
Indian Jack puts a gun to my head

He said, "How do you like it now gentlemen?
G+G
How’s your blue eyed boy, Mr Dead?"
    C majorC
It was Canada this time
           G+G
The year was Nineteen Seventy-One
   D MajorD
I was performing at the Club Zanzibar
                G+G
In the neon world of knives and guns


Chorus:
   E minorEm
Oh, excuse me if I’m boring you, dear listener
        G+G
Accept my humble apology
        A minorAm
You may think I’m just a folk singer, no
   D MajorD             G+G
I’m a master in the art of criminology

Verse 3:

When Picasso died, the Indians cried
G+G
In a Prince George motel room

We were drunker than a thousand white men
G+G
Playing lumber camp saloon
    C majorC
It was Canada again
           G+G
The year was Nineteen Seventy-Three
      D MajorD
There were grizzly bears walking down main street
             G+G
What an amazing sight to see


Verse 4:

Well, the devil rides a cubist horse
G+G
The devil he’s got angles

But god is an expressionist
G+G
He got the devil strangled
    C majorC
Down in purgatorian limbo in hell
                    G+G
Ahh, them southern rip joints just like that
   D MajorD
God’s waiting room is full of painters and poets
                   G+G
And old black jazz saints in pork pie hats


Chorus:
    E minorEm
Well, excuse me if I’m boring you, dear listener
         G+G
Accept my humble apology
        A minorAm
You may think I’m some jive folk singer, no
   D MajorD             G+G
I’m a master in the art of criminology


Instrumental:
G+G    C majorC  G+G  D MajorD  G+G


Verse 5:

So, I got off a plane in Nigeria
G+G
It was Nineteen Sixty-Nine

Arrested by Ton Ton Macoute
G+G
Taking photos was a war zone crime
        C majorC
They were gonna hack me up with machetes
                  G+G
A augmentedA US ambassador, come home, paid my bribe
        D MajorD
So, I played guitar with Victor Uwaifo
                  G+G
Taught a little criminology on the side


Chorus:
        E minorEm
Yeah, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it
               G+G
No regrets, no surrender, no apology
     A minorAm
I know a little bit about a lot of things
   D MajorD             G+G
I’m a master in the art of criminology


Chorus:
        E minorEm
Yeah, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it
               G+G
No regrets, no surrender, no apology
     A minorAm
I know a little bit about a lot of things
   D MajorD             G+G
I’m a master in the art of criminology


Outro:
G+G
Criminology
G+G
Criminology
G+G
Criminology