Southern Gothic

Intro 
Am    Em 
Whoa, 

Am    Em 

F     G 
whoa 


[Verso 1]
 
Am                  Em 
   Blackbird on the old church steeple 
Am               Em                     F 
   Spanish moss hangin' in the settin' sun 
                    G                  Am 
Every house's got a Bible and a loaded gun 
                     Em 
We got preachers and politicians 
Am                  Em                       F 
   'Round here it's kinda hard to tell which one 
                 G                      Am 
Is gonna do more talking with a crooked tongue 
 


[Pré-Refrão]
 
Am                  Em                    Am 
This town's got the good Lord shakin' his head 
                      Em                       F 
Lookin' down thinking we ain't heard a word he said 
                 (G) 
A word he said 
 


[Refrão]
 
C           G 
Baptized in Southern Gothic 
Am                 F 
  In the garden of good and evil 
C                 G 
Devil right here, who woulda thought it? 
Am                  F 
  In a town full of God fearin' people 
C                  G 
Dogs and deadbolts guard the night 
Am                     F 
Nothing left to do but kneel and pray 
C                  G 
We got a church on every corner 
Am                 F           Am 
So why does heaven feel so far away? (Ooh) 
Em         Am 
      Far away 
 


[Verso 2]
 
Am                         Em 
  Must be something in the muddy water 
Am                  Em                F 
  Turns the whisky 'bout as sweet as sin 
               G                         Am 
Every drunk in town can sing a brown bag hymn 
            Em 
Good fences make good neighbours 
Am                    Em               F 
  But good neighbours make good lovers too 
                    G                  Am 
When your man ain't home, any man will do 
 


[Pré-Refrão]
 
                    Em                    Am 
This town's got the good Lord shakin' his head (shaking his head) 
                      Em                       F 
Lookin' down thinking we ain't heard a word he said 

A word he said 
G 
Word he said 
 


[Refrão]
 
C             G 
  Baptized in Southern Gothic 
Am                 F 
  In the garden of good and evil (good and evil) 
C                   G 
  Devil right here, who woulda thought it? 
Am                  F 
  In a town full of God fearin' people 
C                  G 
Dogs and deadbolts guard the night 
Am                     F 
Nothing left to do but kneel and pray (kneel and pray) 
C                    G 
  We got a church on every corner 
   Am              F           Am         Em 
So why does heaven feel so far away? 
    Am         Em 
Far away 
 


[Ponte]
 
Am 
High on homegrown 
Em 
Smokin' that brimstone 
Am 
Momma ain't stoppin' 
Em 
Poppin' that codon 
F 
No happy ever after 
G 
Waitin' on the rapture now 
 


[Refrão]
 
C             G 
  Baptized in Southern Gothic 
Am                 F 
  In the garden of good and evil (good and evil) 
C                   G 
  Devil right here, who woulda thought it? 
Am                  F 
  In a town full of God fearin' people 
C                  G 
Dogs and deadbolts guard the night 
Am                     F 
Nothing left to do but kneel and pray (kneel and pray) 
C                    G 
  We got a church on every corner 
   Am              F           Am          Em 
So why does heaven feel so far away? 
    Am         Em       Am 
Far away 
 

Outro 
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Southern Gothic 
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Southern Gothic 
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Southern Gothic