CHORDS USED
Gm: 355333
Bb: 688766
Dm: 557765
C: 032010
F: 133211
Cm: 335543

INTRO Gm Bb Dm C x2
Gm Bb                     Dm                         C
Loud was the sound of the birds when they landed in spite of
Gm  Bb                       F
Noise from the boys with the rocks in their fists
C                   Gm                          Bb
Looking to bring a man down to the bottom of a thousand ton well
Dm                         C
One tiny push send that man into hell
Gm                             Bb
He hit with a thud there’ll be no work tomorrow
Dm                             C
Just a funeral for a guy with time that he borrowed

[CHORUS]
          Gm  Bb
Isn’t it crazy?
            Dm                   C
Ode to the one that’ll drag you down
          Gm Bb
Isn’t it crazy?
           Dm                    C
Ode to the one that’ll let you drown
Gm                        Bb
Wait for the call it’ll come by tomorrow
       Dm                 C
Your banshee, your lust, indifferent sorrow
Gm                             Bb
Honey don’t run ‘cause there’s nowhere to go
Dm                      C
She’s got your number she got your code

Gm  Bb                  Dm                             C
Blue is the color your skin fades to when there’s no pump of
Gm  Bb                            F                       C
Blood through your veins or your heart or when you got no love
Gm                      Bb
Trouble is looking for someone to drain
      Dm                           C
The rattle does roll when there’s something to gain
Gm                          Bb
Was it the shove that done did that man in
        Dm               C
Or the lady who came and blew in with the wind?

[CHORUS]
          Gm  Bb
Isn’t it crazy?
            Dm                   C
Ode to the one that’ll drag you down
          Gm Bb
Isn’t it crazy?
           Dm                    C
Ode to the one that’ll let you drown
Gm                        Bb
Wait for the call it’ll come by tomorrow
       Dm                 C
Your banshee, your lust, indifferent sorrow
Gm                             Bb
Honey don’t run ‘cause there’s nowhere to go
Dm                      C
She’s got your number she got your code

Gm C Cm Gm
Bb F Gm

[BRIDGE]
Gm
Hail to the mother
          C
Tell your brother, your friends
Cm                                 Gm
Can’t lock your doors ‘cause she’s already in
Bb                          F
Dressed all in black with a staff in her fist
Gm
She wails to her hounds
Gm
Sink their fangs with a kiss

Gm C Cm Gm
Bb F Gm