Devil Makes Three - Old Number Seven, аккорды песни для гитары

Intro: 
Bm
 
Bbm
 
Bm
 
F#
 
E7
 
F#
       
Bm
 
F#
 
E7
 
F#

Verse:
Bm
I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
F#
Pedal to the metal always did what I’s told
E7
Till I found out that my brand new clothes
F#
Came second hand from the rich kids next door
Bm
When I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean
F#
There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
E7
And now I just wandered through a real bad dream
F#
Feelin' like I'm comin' apart at the seams

Chorus:
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
Angels start to look good to me
F#
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep

Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
I know I can't stay here to long
F#
                                        
Bm
Cause I can't go a week with out doin' wrong
              
F#
Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
              
E7
Without doin' wrong (Drinking in heaven)
              
F#
Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
F#
Drinkin' in heaven

Instrumental: 
Bm
 
F#
 
E7
 
F#

Verse:
Bm
So I'm sitting as the bar stool, it starts to grow roots
F#
Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes
E7
Tell me what is it I should do
F#
When I'm swimming in the liquor only half way through
Bm
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be
F#
Come on now and wrap them around me
E7
Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep
F#
Come down here and lay next to me

Chorus:
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
Up here the bottle never runs dry
F#
And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes

Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
Angels start to look good to me
F#
                                              
Bm
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deeps 
Bm
(Old Number Seven)
             
F#
To the fiery deeps (Drinkin' in heaven)
             
E7
To the fiery deeps (Old Number Seven)
             
F#
To the fiery deeps (Drinkin' in heaven)

Solo:
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D|------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------|

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B|----6/12-12-12-12-12-12--11-11-11-15-15-15----|
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D|----------------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------|

Intro: 
Bm
 
Bbm
 
Bm
 
F#
 
E7
 
F#
       
Bm
 
F#
 
E7
 
F#

Verse:
Bm
I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
F#
Pedal to the metal always did what I’s told
E7
Till I found out that my brand new clothes
F#
Came second hand from the rich kids next door
Bm
When I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean
F#
There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
E7
And now I just wandered through a real bad dream
F#
Feelin' like I'm comin' apart at the seams

Chorus:
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
Angels start to look good to me
F#
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep

Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
I know I can't stay here to long
F#
                                        
Bm
Cause I can't go a week with out doin' wrong
              
F#
Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
              
E7
Without doin' wrong (Drinking in heaven)
              
F#
Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
F#
Drinkin' in heaven

Instrumental: 
Bm
 
F#
 
E7
 
F#

Verse:
Bm
So I'm sitting as the bar stool, it starts to grow roots
F#
Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes
E7
Tell me what is it I should do
F#
When I'm swimming in the liquor only half way through
Bm
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be
F#
Come on now and wrap them around me
E7
Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep
F#
Come down here and lay next to me

Chorus:
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
Up here the bottle never runs dry
F#
And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes

Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E7
Angels start to look good to me
F#
                                              
Bm
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deeps 
Bm
(Old Number Seven)
             
F#
To the fiery deeps (Drinkin' in heaven)
             
E7
To the fiery deeps (Old Number Seven)
             
F#
To the fiery deeps (Drinkin' in heaven)

Solo:
e|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|
G|----3/9-9-9-9-9-9--7-7-7--6--4-4----| x3
D|------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------|

e|----------------------------------------------|
B|----6/12-12-12-12-12-12--11-11-11-15-15-15----|
G|----------------------------------------------| x1
D|----------------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------|