Hợp âm - tab: Gris Gris Satchel - cảm âm - lời bài hát

Saint John's Eve[D] gone to see Maria on Pon[G]tchartr[D]ain
[D]Twelve thousand black and [G]white [D]standing in the rain
[G]Gold stars on my forehead don't [D]need no Tarot [Bm]deck
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands cr[D]oss around my neck

[D]Playing spoons on a [G]box [D]down on St. Anne's street
[D]Hoodoo Peppers freed a [G]man [D]charmed the judges seat
[G]Silver dollar burned a hole c[D]ashed my last payc[Bm]heck
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands cr[D]oss around my neck
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands cr[D]oss around my neck

[D]Bonfire on Midsummer's [G]Eve [D]ashes on my face
[D]You might fall in love to[G]night or [D]you might fall from grace
[G]Creole on the bayou p[D]aying their resp[Bm]ects
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands c[D]ross around my neck
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands c[D]ross around my neck

[D]Money on her resting [G]place [D]X's on the wall
[D]Rainbow snake has shed it's [G]skin m[D]ark the sparrow's fall
[G]Free from all my burdens [D]paid up all my de[Bm]bts
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands cr[D]oss around my neck
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands cr[D]oss around my neck
[D]Gris Gris satchel in my [G]hands cr[D]oss around my neck