🎸 Crooked Tree chords by Sting

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: Dm

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:  Dm Gm A# A

Dm      Gm             A#      A
All rise for the Honorable Judge Burrell
Dm           Gm   A#             A
This court is called to order, These charges are serious
Dm             Gm   A#              A
Stand up and face the bencch, How do you plead, Sir? How do you plead?

Verse 1:
(Shaggy)
Dm        Gm         A#          A
??Guilty as charged,the Judge decreed, ??stand up and face the bench
Dm        Gm         A#          A
I have some words to say to you before we recommence
Dm          Gm     A#          A
A list of crimes this serious, I swear I have not seen
Dm          Gm     A#      Am  A
In all the years that I have served Her Majesty the Queen

Verse 2:
(Shaggy)
Dm       Gm     A#          A
Arson, murder, blackmail, grand larceny and theft
Dm          Gm     A#        A
Drug dealing, human trafficking, I ask the court, what??s left?
Dm         Gm     A#          A
Are there words of mitigation, before I pass the sentence?
Dm          Gm    A#   A      Dm
Anything that you can tell the court to add to your defense


Verse 3:
(Sting)
A#         A           Gm      F
I faced the court, thought long and hard, before I gave reply
 Em               A#      A        A
There's something that you need to hear, from me before I die
Dm          Gm      A#        A
The circumstances of my birth were something short of bliss
Dm         Gm       A#        A
I have this from my mother, it was told to me like this

Verse 4:
(Sting)
Dm         Gm       A#            A
The day that I was born, she said, The Good Lord woke from slumber
Dm         Gm       A#       A
Looking a??round his timber yard, He found He had no lumber
Dm         Gm        A#         A
Apart from some old twisted branch, in shadows left to lurk
Hm        Hm         A#       A
He pulled it out into the light and set about his works

Verse 5:
(Sting)
Dm          Gm       A#         A
She told me that the world should not expect too much of me
Dm          Gm       A#       A    Dm
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree
Dm          Gm       A#       A    Dm
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree

Verse 6:
(Shaggy)
 A#          A
Stand up and face the bench
 Gm              F
I'?ve heard all you'??ve got to say
     Hm7              Gm7
That there look on your face says you're guilty
  A#           A
And now it'??s your judgment day?

Verse 7:
(Sting)
Dm         Gm         A#          A
I'??m not asking for forgiveness, I'??m not proud of what I'??ve done
Dm         Gm         A#         A
I did the things I had to do, like any other mothers son
Dm         Gm    A#        A
None of us are perfect, so remember what you see
Dm          Gm       A#       A    Dm
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree
Dm          Gm       A#       A    Dm
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree