Black Rose chords by Volbeat

Intro:

E
  Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends,’til it’s over, my friends, count along
E
  Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends ‘til it’s over, my friends, count along

Verse 1:

Dbm
  Feeling rich, feeling poor, feeling nothing more
                                         A
Self destructive on a rollercoaster fireball

Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
E                          B
  She’s on a hunt, cooking cooking cooking misery

Dbm
  Left my heart on the shelf for way too long
                                              A
Sick and tired, picking up from the dirty floor
                                       B
I saw the line of snakes that came to me

Chorus:

N.C         E
So innocent were the days
               Dbm
The taste of good memories
              A                      B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

Verse 2:

Dbm
  No more broken dreams I feel like a loaded gun
                                            A
Spitting bullets at your armor of mind control

Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
E                          B
  She’s on a hunt, cooking cooking cooking misery

Dbm
  Cannot think, cannot talk, cannot do it right
                                               A
Can’t call the doctor, he’s as sick as you and I
                                       B
I saw the line of snakes that came to me

Chorus:

N.C         E
So innocent were the days
               Dbm
The taste of good memories
              A                      B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

            E
So innocent were the days
               Dbm
The taste of good memories
              A                      B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

|E     |E     |

Bridge:

E
  Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends
          E
‘Til it’s over, my friends, count along
E
  Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
          E
‘Til it’s over, my friends count along

E
  Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends
          E
’Til it’s over, my friends, count along
E
  Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
          E
‘Til it’s over that thing called love

Solo:

|Dbm   |Dbm   |Dbm   |Dbm   |
|A     |A     |E     |B     |

|Dbm   |Dbm   |Dbm   |Dbm   |
|A     |A     |B     |B     |

Chorus:

N.C         E
So innocent were the days
               Dbm
The taste of good memories
              A                      B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

            E
So innocent were the days
               Dbm
The taste of good memories
              A                      B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

Break:

|E     |E     |Dbm   |Dbm   |
|A     |A     |B     |B     |

Outro:

               A                B
Please let it grow, where it belongs
              E                         Dbm
There in the dark where the shadows are born
           A             B                E                   A
Leave it alone. I’m sure it will find its way to redeem and blossom
           A  B                                 E
‘Cause I know..., the black rose will find its home