Cage The Elephant - Ain't No Rest For The Wicked, аккорды

Intro:
    
G
        
Bb
    
C
e|-333--xx---1-----3-|
B|-333--xx---3-----5-|   
G|-444--xx---3-----5-| x4
D|-555--xx---3-----5-|
A|-555--xx---1-----3-|
E|-333--xx---1-----3-|

Verse:      
       
G
           
Bb
         
C
         
Bb
  
F
e|-----333--xxxx--111--xxxx--333--xxxx--11--11-|
B|-----333--xxxx--333--xxxx--555--xxxx--33--11-|
G|-----444--xxxx--333--xxxx--555--xxxx--33--22-| x4
D|-----555--xxxx--333--xxxx--555--xxxx--33--33-|
A|-----555--xxxx--111--xxxx--333--xxxx--11--33-|
E|-----333--xxxx--111--xxxx--333--xxxx--11--11-|

Chorus:
     
G
       
Bb
  
C
  
F
e|--333--xx---1--3--1----|
B|--333--xx---3--5--1----|   
G|--444--xx---3--5--2----| x8
D|--555--xx---3--5--3----|
A|--555--xx---1--3--3----|
E|--333--xx---1--3--1----|

          
G
        
I was walking down the street,
               
Bb
When out the corner of my eye
          
C
                   
Bb
      
F
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
                
G
She said "I've never seen a man
      
Bb
Who looks so all alone,
            
C
          
Bb
    
F
Could you use a little company?
        
G
If you pay the right price
       
Bb
Your evening will be nice,
            
C
                 
Bb
     
F
And you can go and send me on my way."
                 
G
I said "You're such a sweet young thing
        
Bb
           
Why you do this to yourself?"
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
     
She looked at me and this is what she said,

 
G
                                 
Bb
 
C
 
F
                     
"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
 
G
                  
Bb
 
C
 
F
Money don't grow on trees.
   
G
I got bills to pay,
       
Bb
 
C
 
F
I got mouths to feed,
             
G
                       
Bb
 
C
 
F
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
         
G
I know I can't slow down,
   
Bb
 
C
 
F
I can't hold back,
            
G
                  
Bb
 
C
 
F
Though you know, I wish I could.
          
G
                      
Bb
 
C
 
F
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
         
G
                    
Bb
 
C
 
F
Until we close our eyes for good".

          
G
        
Not even fifteen minutes later
               
Bb
I'm still walking down the street,
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
When I saw a shadow of a man creep out of sight.
          
G
        
Then he walks up from behind
               
Bb
And puts a gun up to my head,
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
He made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight.
          
G
        
He said "Give me all you've got
               
Bb
I want your money not your life,
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
But if you try to make a move I won't think twice."
          
G
        
I said "You can have my cash
               
Bb
But first you know I got to ask
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
What made you want to live this kind of life?"

 
G
                                 
Bb
 
C
 
F
                     
He said, "Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
 
G
                  
Bb
 
C
 
F
Money don't grow on trees.
   
G
I got bills to pay,
       
Bb
 
C
 
F
I got mouths to feed,
             
G
                       
Bb
 
C
 
F
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
         
G
I know I can't slow down,
   
Bb
 
C
 
F
I can't hold back,
            
G
                  
Bb
 
C
 
F
Though you know, I wish I could.
          
G
                      
Bb
 
C
 
F
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
         
G
                    
Bb
 
C
 
F
Until we close our eyes for good".

          
G
        
Now a couple hours passed
               
Bb
And I was sitting at my house,
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
The day was winding down and coming to an end.
          
G
        
So I turned on the TV
               
Bb
And flipped it over to the news,
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend.
          
G
        
I saw a preacher man in cuffs 
               
Bb
he'd taken money from the church,
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
He's got this bank account with righteous dollar bills.
          
G
        
But even still I can't say much
               
Bb
Because I know we're all the same,
      
C
               
Bb
                
F
   
Oh yes we've all got to satisfy those thrills.

 
G
                                 
Bb
 
C
 
F
                     
"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
 
G
                  
Bb
 
C
 
F
Money don't grow on trees.
   
G
I got bills to pay,
       
Bb
 
C
 
F
I got mouths to feed,
             
G
                       
Bb
 
C
 
F
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
         
G
I know I can't slow down,
   
Bb
 
C
 
F
I can't hold back,
            
G
                  
Bb
 
C
 
F
Though you know, I wish I could.
          
G
                      
Bb
 
C
 
F
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
         
G
                    
Bb
 
C
 
F
Until we close our eyes for good".