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Land Of The Bloody Unknown by The Middle East




       Land Of The Bloody Unknown






Capo 1

Intro:
  | Am/C    | x 4

  | C#m  E  | A   E   | C#m  E/B | A       |


Verse 1:
  | C#m  E  | A   E   | E       | A       |

  | A       | A       | C#m  B  | A       |

  | C#m  E  | A   E   | E       | A       |

  | A       | A       | C#m  B  | A       |

  | C#m  B  | A       | C#m  B  | A       | A      |


Chorus (sort of):
  | C#m  B  | E  | A      |  (the E is A half bar)

  |  Am     | Am      |


Mini-break:
  | C#m  E  | A   E   | C#m  E  | A       | A      |


Verse 2:
  [same as verse 1]

  |  A   |


Bridge:
  | C#m  E  | A   E   | E       | A       |

  | A       | A       | B       | B       |

  | A   B   | C#  E   | A       | A       |


[Repeat Chorus]


Break:
  | C#m E   | A   E   | x 3

  | C#m E   | A       |  A       | A       |


Verse 3:

  | C#m  E  | A   E   | E       | A       |

  | A       | A       | C#m  B  | A       |

  | C#m  B  | A       | C#m  B  | A       |




Lyrics:
There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed
When I woke up with you in the morn
There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour
The night my true love was born

There™s a minstrel singing of the holy dove
On the mountain of old St Jerome
There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk
When the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home
To the land of the bloody unknown

I heard that your mother took off in the fall
With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
I heard you whispering to yourself last night
She'll be coming home some day soon

Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
And just like the sin in my soul
It is never ever ever ever coming out
While the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home

To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger
And the bride washing up on the shore
I could never really dance that well
I can™t raise the flags or ring them bells
But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home
To the land of the bloody unknown

There™s a black dog watching over me in my sleep
And I stir just to toss him the bone
There™s a red moon rising on the hills tonight
Where the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home










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version 2









Intro:
  | Am/C | x 4

  | C#m E | A  E | C#m E/B | A    |

           C#m        E            A          E
There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed
                               A
When I woke up with you in the morn
There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour
    C#m      B             A
The night my true love was born

          C#m      E              A    E
There's a minstrel singing of the holy dove
                          A
On the mountain of old St Jerome
There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk
         C#m        B               A
When the stars bear down from their throne
        C#m          B        A
And the old southern cross is shown
       C#m             B        A
And it points down the sad road home
       C#m         B      E   A
To the land of the bloody unknown

Mini-break:
  | Am   | Am   |

  | C#m E | A   E  | C#m E | A    | A    |

  C#m             E           A          E
I heard that your mother took off in the fall
         E                           A
With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
I heard you whispering to yourself last night
          C#m         B        A
She'll be coming home some day soon
         C#m                       E            A
Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
    E                       A
And just like the sin in my soul
It is never ever ever ever coming out
          C#m        B               A
While the stars bear down from their throne
        C#m          B        A
And the old southern cross is shown
       C#m             B        A
And it points down the sad road home

       C#m         E              A         E
To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger
                                A
And the bride washing up on the shore
I could never really dance that well
        B
I can't raise the flags or ring them bells
          A        B            C#m  E          A
But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home
       C#m         B      E   A
To the land of the bloody unknown

Break:
  | Am    | Am     |

  | C#m E | A   E | x 3

  | C#m E | A    | A    | A    |

          C#m       E             A        E
There's a black dog watching over me in my sleep
                                A
And I stir just to toss him the bone

There's a red moon rising on the hills tonight
          C#m        B               A
Where the stars bear down from their throne
        C#m          B        A
And the old southern cross is shown
       C#m             B        A
And it points down the sad road home











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