Ain't No Rest for the Wicked (Cage The Elephant) — аккорды на гитаре

E G A D

I was E walking down the street,

When out the G corner of my eye

I saw a A pretty little thing G D approaching me.

She said “I've E never seen a man

Who G looks so all alone,

Could you A use a little G D company?

If you E pay the right price

Your G evening will be nice,

And you can A go and send me on G my D way.”

I said “You're E such a sweet young thing

Why you G do this to yourself?”

She A looked at me and G this is what she D said,

E “Oh, there ain't no rest for the G A wicked, D

E Money don't grow on G A D trees.

I E got bills to pay,

I got G A mouths D to feed,

There ain't E nothing in this world for G A D free.

I know I E can't slow down,

I G A can't D hold back,

Though you E know, I wish I G could. A D

No there E ain't no rest for the G A wicked, D

Until we E close our eyes for G A good”. D

Not even E fifteen minutes later

I'm still G walking down the street,

When I A saw a shadow of G a man creep out D of sight.

Then he E walks up from behind

And puts a gun G up to my head,

He A made it clear he G wasn't looking for a D fight.

He said E “Give me all you've got

I want your G money not your life,

But if A you try to make G a move I won't D think twice.”

I said E “You can have my cash

But first you G know I got to ask

What A made you want to G live this kind of D life?”

E He said, “Oh, there ain't no rest G for A D the wicked,

E Money don't grow on G A D trees.

I E got bills to pay,

I got G A mouths D to feed,

There ain't E nothing in this world for G A D free.

I know I E can't slow down,

I G A can't D hold back,

Though you E know, I wish I G could. A D

No there E ain't no rest for the G A wicked, D

Until we E close our eyes for G A good”. D

Now a E couple hours passed

And I was G sitting at my house,

The A day was winding G down and coming to D an end.

So I E turned on the TV

And flipped it G over to the news,

And A what I saw I G almost couldn't D comprehend.

I saw a E preacher man in cuffs

he'd taken G money from the church,

He's A got this bank G account with D righteous dollar bills.

But even E still I can't say much

Because I know G we're all the same,

Oh yes A we've all got G to satisfy those D thrills.

E “Oh, there ain't no rest for the G A wicked, D

E Money don't grow on G A D trees.

I E got bills to pay,

I got G A mouths D to feed,

There ain't E nothing in this world for G A D free.

I know I E can't slow down,

I G A can't D hold back,

Though you E know, I wish I G could. A D

No there E ain't no rest for the G A wicked, D

Until we E close our eyes for G A good”. D