{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":845634,"song":"Sticks N Stones","artist":"Jamie T","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11600411-sticks-n-stones-chords-by-jamie-t/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/845634?type=chord","rating":4.83676,"votes":36,"content":"[Guitar 1] \r\n(Clean/Electric)\r\n[ch]F#[/ch] (x.9.11.11.x.x)\r\n[ch]C#[/ch] (x.4.6.6.x.x)\r\n[ch]B[/ch] (x.2.4.4.x.x)\r\n\r\n[Guitar 2]\r\n(Distortion/Electric)\r\n[ch]F#[/ch] (14.16.16.x.x.x)\r\n[ch]C#[/ch] (9.11.11.x.x.x)\r\n[ch]B[/ch] (x.7.9.9.x.x)\r\n\r\n[Hook 1] x2\r\n[tab][ch]F#[/ch]\r\nWhen there's no one left to fight[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C#[/ch]\r\nboys like him don't shine so bright,[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]B[/ch]\r\nSoon as I see the dust settle[/tab]\r\nhe's out on the town tryin' to find trouble.\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nI take a train again away from shame\r\nAnd blame a city pained to see\r\na friend I hadn't seen since I was drinking underage.\r\nI was a ten a day, how'd you say, little shit\r\nWhite lightning, heightening all my courage, quick wit.\r\n>Guitar 2 comes in here< (listen to the song for the strumming pattern)\r\nWe wore checkered season wallabies\r\nbuttoned shirts and whiskey\r\nmutton dressed as lamb a fan of bands\r\nlike The Jam Jam Jam Jam,\r\nI don't know who I am, he said I dunno if I can\r\nI said yeah man, you can-can.\r\n\r\n[Hook 1]\r\nWhen there's no one left to fight\r\nboys like him don't shine so bright,\r\nSoon as I see the dust settle\r\nhe's out on the town tryin' to find trouble.\r\nWhen there's no one left to fight\r\nboys like him don't shine so bright,\r\nSoon as I see the dust settle\r\nhe's out on the town tryin' to find trouble.\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\nDrunk and being sick, I feel like shit\r\nI gotta quit I hope I haven't missed the last train\r\nGonna be stuck in Hampton Wick,\r\nWith the boys across the platform\r\nShouting \"lightweight prick!\"\r\nanekatips.com\r\nI'm a featherweight champion, cheap to get pissed\r\nwish Candy were here with me, she'd deffa deal with it\r\ntell 'em all to shut their mouths and go suck their mommas dicks\r\ncoz she ain't no she ain't that low, three fingers down\r\nor the other two up, and I'll sing this proud.\r\n\r\n[Hook 2]\r\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\r\nand I haven't got time for you either\r\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\r\nI take 'em home on my own.\r\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\r\nand I haven't got time for you either\r\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\r\nI take 'em home on my own.\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\nAs I travel down the track all my memories flood back.\r\nWe were runnin' at ease from enemies\r\nand rushed back to your momma's flat\r\nit's the only place but home I feel relaxed enough to crap\r\nI know it sounds crude, but there's something in that.\r\nHow's danny doin'? Hear he's high flyin' and that\r\nstockbroker in the city with a lady and a baby.\r\nAnd Fee, is she free from the demons she had\r\nWas it two months clean, routine to relapse.\r\n\r\n[Hook 2]\r\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\r\nand I haven't got time for you either\r\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\r\nI take 'em home on my own.\r\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\r\nand I haven't got time for you either\r\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\r\nI take 'em home on my own.\r\n\r\n[Verse 4]\r\nShe smoked all of your weed\r\nthat's why the loved ones out to leave,\r\nWhy when you take the lead they stab you in the back\r\n'till you can't breathe, When you're bleeding on the floor\r\nand no one hears your call at all\r\nshe screamed out to the party\r\nyou are sheeps and cattle\r\nI was hanging out with Louie in the shooting gallery\r\nwhen the news got through to me about you and Jeremy.\r\nPat on my back, and a swig on my brew\r\nyou're still my friend, it's impossible to hate you.\r\nCradle to the grave, I know we always misbehave\r\npeople latch down and then they rain on our parade.\r\nGirls we love leave when we want them to stay\r\nlike today, remember, what shall we say?\r\n\r\n[Hook 1]\r\nWhen there's no one left to fight\r\nboys like us don't shine so bright,\r\nSoon as I see the dust settle\r\nlet's go out and find some trouble!\r\n\r\n[Hook 2] x2\r\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\r\nand I haven't got time for you either\r\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\r\nI take 'em home on my own","plain_text":"[Guitar 1] \n(Clean/Electric)\nF# (x.9.11.11.x.x)\nC# (x.4.6.6.x.x)\nB (x.2.4.4.x.x)\n\n[Guitar 2]\n(Distortion/Electric)\nF# (14.16.16.x.x.x)\nC# (9.11.11.x.x.x)\nB (x.7.9.9.x.x)\n\n[Hook 1] x2\n\n\n\nhe's out on the town tryin' to find trouble.\n\n[Verse 1]\nI take a train again away from shame\nAnd blame a city pained to see\na friend I hadn't seen since I was drinking underage.\nI was a ten a day, how'd you say, little shit\nWhite lightning, heightening all my courage, quick wit.\n>Guitar 2 comes in here< (listen to the song for the strumming pattern)\nWe wore checkered season wallabies\nbuttoned shirts and whiskey\nmutton dressed as lamb a fan of bands\nlike The Jam Jam Jam Jam,\nI don't know who I am, he said I dunno if I can\nI said yeah man, you can-can.\n\n[Hook 1]\nWhen there's no one left to fight\nboys like him don't shine so bright,\nSoon as I see the dust settle\nhe's out on the town tryin' to find trouble.\nWhen there's no one left to fight\nboys like him don't shine so bright,\nSoon as I see the dust settle\nhe's out on the town tryin' to find trouble.\n\n[Verse 2]\nDrunk and being sick, I feel like shit\nI gotta quit I hope I haven't missed the last train\nGonna be stuck in Hampton Wick,\nWith the boys across the platform\nShouting \"lightweight prick!\"\nanekatips.com\nI'm a featherweight champion, cheap to get pissed\nwish Candy were here with me, she'd deffa deal with it\ntell 'em all to shut their mouths and go suck their mommas dicks\ncoz she ain't no she ain't that low, three fingers down\nor the other two up, and I'll sing this proud.\n\n[Hook 2]\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\nand I haven't got time for you either\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\nI take 'em home on my own.\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\nand I haven't got time for you either\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\nI take 'em home on my own.\n\n[Verse 3]\nAs I travel down the track all my memories flood back.\nWe were runnin' at ease from enemies\nand rushed back to your momma's flat\nit's the only place but home I feel relaxed enough to crap\nI know it sounds crude, but there's something in that.\nHow's danny doin'? Hear he's high flyin' and that\nstockbroker in the city with a lady and a baby.\nAnd Fee, is she free from the demons she had\nWas it two months clean, routine to relapse.\n\n[Hook 2]\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\nand I haven't got time for you either\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\nI take 'em home on my own.\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\nand I haven't got time for you either\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\nI take 'em home on my own.\n\n[Verse 4]\nShe smoked all of your weed\nthat's why the loved ones out to leave,\nWhy when you take the lead they stab you in the back\n'till you can't breathe, When you're bleeding on the floor\nand no one hears your call at all\nshe screamed out to the party\nyou are sheeps and cattle\nI was hanging out with Louie in the shooting gallery\nwhen the news got through to me about you and Jeremy.\nPat on my back, and a swig on my brew\nyou're still my friend, it's impossible to hate you.\nCradle to the grave, I know we always misbehave\npeople latch down and then they rain on our parade.\nGirls we love leave when we want them to stay\nlike today, remember, what shall we say?\n\n[Hook 1]\nWhen there's no one left to fight\nboys like us don't shine so bright,\nSoon as I see the dust settle\nlet's go out and find some trouble!\n\n[Hook 2] x2\nRunnin' with believers, go time for fever\nand I haven't got time for you either\nwith your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones\nI take 'em home on my own","chords":["F#","C#","B"],"chord_diagrams":{"B":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,2,3,4,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,4,2]}}}