The Wild Hunt chords by The Tallest Man On Earth

It's a beautiful tuning if you can adapt your guitar to it, but I find it risky
with the thinnest last two strings being tuned up.

This is considered Folk Music therefore I took liberty and created my own version
of it. Feel free to adapt. I left a lot of blanks, but hopefully you can fill them
in. It's a Folk song, so throw in whatever you might know.

 Capo 3rd Fret


Em - 075000 or 022000
D - 054030 or  (2)x0232 (you can switch it up)
C/b - 020010
/c - x3xxxx
/b - x2xxxx

Intro:   G - c - Em - D - c - c/b - D (x2)


G                          Em                   c
There is a crow moon comin in well you keep looking out
G                          Em              D
It is the hollow month of march now sweeping in
G                       Em                  c
Lets watch phenomenon's that rise out of the darkness now
G      (Em)           D                G
Within the light she is my storming heroin
G                       Em                       c
And old machine's abandoned by the ancient racists and
G                       Em                 D
I hear them hummin down below and hollow earth
G                      Em                 c
Oh hell I guess I know no while I will go under to
G        (Em)           D                     G
But just for now I let the spring and storm return

G                  c        /b        G
I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin
/c    /b        D
I live until the call
c               /b                 D
And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone
                            G    c         /b       D      G
Yes I'll be leavin' in the fall

And I will sleep out in the glade just by the giant tree
Just to be closer when my spirit's pulled away
I left a nervous little boy out on the trail today
He's just a mortal to the shoutin' cavalcade

I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin
I live until the call
And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone
Yes I'll be leavin in the fall

Let's open up the windows have satan departin' now
And we'll be even when the blues fall down like hail
Hell I don't even care no more about cadejo now
If he's a wild one or a black one on the trail

I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin'
I live until the call
And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone
Yes I'll be leavin in the fall

c         /b              G  [Fast Strumming]