Originally in A, I play in D capo 4
Highest note that matters is the vi (“love lies bleeding”
On the passing Bb (in D), don’t try to hit the whole
chord, just play it as an octave.
| D | F | C | A# | C |
| → | x 2 |
| D | |
| The | roses in the window box |
| A | |
| Have tilted | to one side |
| D/F# | G |
| Everything a | bout this house |
| Em | |
| Was born to | grow and die |
| D | D/F# | Em | G | |
| Oh it | doesn’t seem a year a | go to this very | day |
| D | |
| You said I’m | sorry honey |
| A | |
| If I | don’t change the pace |
| G | G | A | |
| I | can’t face another | day |
| Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A |
| And love lies | bleeding in my | hand |
| Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A | |
| Oh it | kills me to think of | you with another | man |
| D | Em7 | |
| I was | playing rock and roll and you were | just a fan |
| F#m7 | |
| But my | guitar couldn’t hold you |
| G | Dm | |
| So I | split the baaaa-a-ha- | a-nd |
| Bm | A | D |
| Love lies | bleeding in my | hands |
| D | F | C | A# | C |
| → | x 2 |
| D | |
| I | wonder if those changes |
| A | |
| Have left a | scar on you |
| D/F# | G | |
| Like | all the burning | hoops of fire |
| Em | E7 | |
| That you and | I passed through |
| D | F#m | |
| You’re a | bluebird on a telegraph | line |
| Em | G | |
| I hope you’re happy | now |
| D | A | |
| Well if the | wind of change come a’ | down your way girl |
| G | G | A | |
| You’ll | make it back some | how |
| Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A |
| And love lies | bleeding in my | hand |
| Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A | |
| Oh it | kills me to think of | you with another | man |
| D | Em7 | |
| I was | playing rock and roll and you were | just a fan |
| F#m7 | |
| But my | guitar couldn’t hold you |
| G | Dm | |
| So I | split the baaaa-a-ha- | a-nd |
| Bm | A | D |
| Love lies | bleeding in my | hands |
Let the IV ring
| D | Gsus2 |
Slow
| Bm | A | D |
| Love lies | bleeding in my | hands |