The Glorious Sons - The Contender Chords

[Intro]
 
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[Verse]
A                       C              D                 C
 I could have been a contender, but my head wasn't cold enough
A              C         D                       C
 As a child my wild eyes, made up for what I was not
A  G  D  A
A  G  D
 
A                    C           D            C
 Now the chains they rattle, and I don't even care
A                    C             D                 C
 I'm too young to be sure, and I'm far too old to be scared
 
[Chorus]
A                   C                              D
 By the gun, by the bullet, by the trigger, by the times
C                       A
 I could have been a contender
                     C                                D
 By the last drop of blood that I can squeeze from my prime
C                  A      C                  D       A
 I'm gonna be a contender, I'm gonna be a contender
 
 
[Verse]
A                       C         D                 C
 Well if you think it's easy, you best come well prepared
A                  C                 D               C
 I live in no man's land, and you'll have to kill me there
A        G        D        A           A        G        D      D D   D   D
 I still love the taste of sweat and I love the smell of blood, I am, all I
A           G      D     A                A    G     D
 I love the rattle in my head, I love the fire in my lungs
 
[Chorus]
A                   C                              D
 By the gun, by the bullet, by the trigger, by the times
C                       A
 I could have been a contender
                     C                                D
 By the last drop of blood that I can squeeze from my prime
C                  A
 I'm gonna be a contender
 
 
[Breakdown]
         A
You were right to,
A                             G
 Be mad about the things your mother never taught you
                            D
'Cause I was there when the upper cut caught you
                    A
I was there for the ten count (whoo whoo whoo)
   A
To tell the truth,
A                        G
 you're better off being naked with death
                        D
You're better off naked with regret
                        A
You're better off naked with your truth
                 A        A
I'd still put my money on you
                 G        G
I'd still put my money on you
                 D        D
I'd still put my money on you
N.C.
    'Cause kid you got heart
 
[Solo]
A  C  D  C
A  C  D  C
 
[Chorus]
A                   C                              D
 By the gun, by the bullet, by the trigger, by the times
C                       A
 I could have been a contender
                     C                                D
 By the last drop of blood that I can squeeze from my prime
C                  A
 I'm gonna be a contender
                    C                              D
 By the gun, by the bullet, by the trigger, by the times
C                       A
 I could have been a contender
                     C                                D
 By the last drop of blood that I can squeeze from my prime
C C          C C
 I'm gonna be a contender