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Middle - Jesse Welles

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Intro

Verse

E

Simple men within the temple

C#m

Singing low oh gracious light

G#m

While savages beneath the stars

A

Charted souls projected flights

F#m

With their axes and their swords

A

Put away for the night

E

Cometh song

D

Cometh dance

A

Cometh lute

F#m

Cometh pipe

Verse

E

The road warrior Nazareth patriot

C#m

Was sighing Zion in excess

G#m

While the Lord and God of faces

A

Donned a youthful chain and dress

F#m

You have heard it said

A

Make it great again

E E D

Make your own self great

A

That's a good place to begin

F#m

Begin

[Refrão]

F#m

When the devil plays his fiddle

A

I'm gonna meet you in the middle

E D A

Freind

Instrumental

E D A F#m F#m

Verse

E

With my silver droid companion

C#m

Beeping at my side

G#m

As we gazed into the moonset

A

Wondering where in space we'd hide

F#m

All the green skinned princess

A

In systems far away

E D

Saying proverbs I can't mean

A

In a language I can't say

F#m

Say-a-ay

Verse

E

And if the alkaloids illicited

C#m

The origins of my mind

G#m

Then why's the jackelope approaching

A

Winking both its beady eyes

F#m

Oh ye wizards of ineptitude

A

You've conspired for my end

E D

As the flames of hell come rollling

A

On the Santa Ana wind

F#m

Wi-i-ind

[Refrão]

F#m

When the devil plays his fiddle

A

I'm gonna meet you in the middle

E D A

Freind

Instrumental

E D A F#m F#m

Verse

E

I road a steamboat through the jungle

C#m

With a fever and a rod

G#m

Cursing all that dared to live

A

Cursing me and thee and God

F#m

And the arrpws of the natives

A

Lept forth and skewered me

E D

Don't we come here in a wonder

A

Don't we leave in mystery

F#m F#m

Mystery

Verse

E

When we rode into the salt lake

C#m

It was dead as hope itself

G#m

And we beached the damned craft

A

Seeking death to no avail

F#m

There will be no hell to pay

A

Nah hell has come and went

E D

There is no one left to kill

A

There is sand and that is it

F#m

It

[Refrão]

F#m

When the devil plays his fiddle

A

I'm gonna see it in the middle

E D A

Freind

Outro

E D A F#m

F#m A E F#m E

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