Home » B » Brandi Carlile »

Brandi Carlile - Hold Out Your Hand Chords

Artists:  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # 

Hold Out Your Hand Chords

(ver. 1)
Brandi Carlile
[Verse 1]
    E                            A
I run a lot of miles of life and crime

Of mountain climbs and quittin' times
C#m
Packing that load of lyin' rhymes
B
And tired jokes and wooden dimes
A                     C#m                 B
I've been everybody's friend, everybody's friend

[Verse 2]
             E                         A
I could lose my house, I could steal a car

I could serve two masters, living hard
C#m
Living like a dog in a cage in a yard
                                                   A
With a fist full of cold hard cash and I can't let go
                        C#m                            B
The devil can't have my soul, the devil can't get your soul
                         A
The devil can't get your soul

[Chorus]
E              A
Hold out your hand
                  C#m
Take hold of mine now
                B                E(F#)
Round and round we go
                 A
Don't you wanna dance

            C#m
I'm a dying man
                   B
From the moment we began
               E
Hold out your hand
                         A
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                          C#m
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                          B
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

[Verse 3]
    E
The hand comes around and the trumpet sounds
        A
And his number calls and the moment he falls
                                     B
And the haunted halls of man he will understand
               A                 C#m
He will comprehend, he will not pretend
             B
He will not pretend

[Verse 4]
         E                       A
When the rain don't fall and the river don't run

And the wind takes orders from the blazing sun
C#m
The devil don't break with a fiery snake
                                              A
And you handled about goddamn much as you can take
                       C#m                           B
The devil don't take a break, the devil don't take a break
                     A
The devil don't take no break

[Chorus]
E             A
Hold out your hand
                  C#m
Take hold of mine now
                B                E
Round and round we go
                 A
Don't you wanna dance

            C#m
I'm a dying man
                   B
From the moment we began
               E
Hold out your hand
                          A
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                          C#m
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                          B
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

[Bridge]
E
Well he came to my door to sell me the fear

With some cameras and bullets and tension and
C#m
Here is a license for killing your own native son
                                           A
For a careless mistake and a fake plastic gun?
 C#m            B               A               B
(Come on!)

E
Deliver your brother from violence and greed
        A
For the mountains, lay down for your faith like a seed
  C#m
A morning is coming of silver and light
                                                       A
There will be color and language and nobody wanting to fight
                C#m
What a glorious sight!
                B
What a glorious sight!
E                         A
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                          C#m
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                          B
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

[Chorus]
E             A
Hold out your hand
                  C#m
Take hold of mine now
                B                E
Round and round we go
                 A
Don't you wanna dance

            C#m
I'm a dying man
                   B
From the moment we began
               E
Hold out your hand
                          A
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                         C#m
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da
                          B
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da

E            
Submit corrections

↑ Back to top | Tablatures and chords for acoustic guitar and electric guitar, ukulele, drums are parodies/interpretations of the original songs. You may use it for private study, scholarship, research or language learning purposes only