Black Rose chords by Volbeat

Intro:

E
 Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends,’til it’s over, my friends, count along
E
 Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends ‘til it’s over, my friends, count along

Verse 1:

Dbm
 Feeling rich, feeling poor, feeling nothing more
                     A
Self destructive on a rollercoaster fireball

Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
E             B
 She’s on a hunt, cooking cooking cooking misery

Dbm
 Left my heart on the shelf for way too long
                       A
Sick and tired, picking up from the dirty floor
                    B
I saw the line of snakes that came to me

Chorus:

N.C     E
So innocent were the days
        Dbm
The taste of good memories
       A           B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

Verse 2:

Dbm
 No more broken dreams I feel like a loaded gun
                      A
Spitting bullets at your armor of mind control

Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
E             B
 She’s on a hunt, cooking cooking cooking misery

Dbm
 Cannot think, cannot talk, cannot do it right
                        A
Can’t call the doctor, he’s as sick as you and I
                    B
I saw the line of snakes that came to me

Chorus:

N.C     E
So innocent were the days
        Dbm
The taste of good memories
       A           B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

      E
So innocent were the days
        Dbm
The taste of good memories
       A           B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

|E   |E   |

Bridge:

E
 Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends
     E
‘Til it’s over, my friends, count along
E
 Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
     E
‘Til it’s over, my friends count along

E
 Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends
     E
’Til it’s over, my friends, count along
E
 Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
     E
‘Til it’s over that thing called love

Solo:

|Dbm  |Dbm  |Dbm  |Dbm  |
|A   |A   |E   |B   |

|Dbm  |Dbm  |Dbm  |Dbm  |
|A   |A   |B   |B   |

Chorus:

N.C     E
So innocent were the days
        Dbm
The taste of good memories
       A           B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

      E
So innocent were the days
        Dbm
The taste of good memories
       A           B
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

Break:

|E   |E   |Dbm  |Dbm  |
|A   |A   |B   |B   |

Outro:

        A        B
Please let it grow, where it belongs
       E             Dbm
There in the dark where the shadows are born
      A       B        E          A
Leave it alone. I’m sure it will find its way to redeem and blossom
      A B                 E
‘Cause I know..., the black rose will find its home