Biography:
Reverend Glasseye (formerly known as Reverend Glasseye and his Wooden Legs) is a weird-dark-cabaret-folk-circus-gospel-alt-country-rock band from Boston, Massachusetts. Formed in 2000 the band is primarily the brainchild of Adam Glasseye (ex-member of Slim Cessna's Auto Club) and Timothy Maher (drums, also of Slim Cessna's Auto Club). They have been compared to bands like Squirrel Nut Zippers, Blanche or Kaleidepy and their music has been labeled "dark salvation music".
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“Sleep Sweet Countrymen”
By Reverend Glasseye
from the album ‘Our Lady of the Broken Spine’
tabbed by Eric Bonkowski
- great great song. lyrics transcribed by ear,
so some my be a bit off. Sorry. Enjoy!
C G
I pledge allegiance to our countrymen
Am
our country it is safe again
as we safely go to bed at night
C G
in our warm nests
N.C.
I sing my song
Am
I have been this place before
Dm Am
as I spoke on to the children
Dm Am
my hands they seem to tremble
C G Am
the closer I get
Am
I'm a very stupid man
Dm Am
and I'll lead them to the slaughter
Dm Am C G Am
save the son and daughter of our failing every-man
Am
our love is a love that gives
Dm Am
but the price it is uncertain
Dm Am
and the way it is so dangerous
C G Am
to those of little bread
Am
and I wash my hands clean
Dm Am
in the waters of optimism
Dm Am C G Am
contaminating pearls with eagles sacrifice my friends
C G Am
eagles sacrifice
C G Am
eagles sacrifice my fiends
C G Am
eagles sacrifice
Dm
sleep sweet countrymen
Am
till we need you again
C
we will raise our arms
G
against the face of horror
Dm
and I will fight and feed
Am
oh in the name of need
C
get on your battered knees
G Am
and please don't make a sound
Am
the soldiers are asleep
Dm Am
in the holy land of questions
Dm Am
the most important lesson:
C G Am
they get out alive
Am
and I call out to the parson
Dm Am
he waves his hands against me
Dm Am
my countrymen like Christians
C G Am
with the li-ons around
Am
and I call out to the general
Dm Am
and his most vital position
Dm Am
as the king of isolation
C G Am
in this land of suicides
Am
and I call out to the maidens
Dm Am
who wear the pelts of jackals
Dm Am
and little less but shackles
C G Am
fill our lust-filled appetites, my friends
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites, my friends
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites
Dm
this sweet countrymen
Am
is where our paths will end
C
your duties pair adjust
G
my duties what I must
Dm
only I think of you
Am
in what I have to do
C
I'll burn the chapel house
G
and make attempts of truce
Dm
and I don't live a gifted life
Am
I'll hoist your flag and make it mine
C
against the wall that's closing tight
G
I'll send your wounded down the line
Dm
oh I will count the ways
Am
oh each and every day
C G Am
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
C
so please
G
rise for the very honored judge
Am
the jury has you to appeal
Am
we'll make this gallow pole your home
C
we'll make our motives very clear
(other lyrics for round, over previous verse)
I will fall into the depths of hell
before I sail this ship a port
forget about the house of god
and go away this house of fear
as the saints go marching in I know
I want more gin to think and
if I die before I wake I
bet you are my sin to take
END:
Dm Am
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C
sleep sweet country
G Am
sleep sweet country-men
http://www.reverendglasseye.com/
“Sleep Sweet Countrymen”
By Reverend Glasseye
from the album ‘Our Lady of the Broken Spine’
tabbed by Eric Bonkowski
- great great song. lyrics transcribed by ear,
so some my be a bit off. Sorry. Enjoy!
C G
I pledge allegiance to our countrymen
Am
our country it is safe again
as we safely go to bed at night
C G
in our warm nests
N.C.
I sing my song
Am
I have been this place before
Dm Am
as I spoke on to the children
Dm Am
my hands they seem to tremble
C G Am
the closer I get
Am
I'm a very stupid man
Dm Am
and I'll lead them to the slaughter
Dm Am C G Am
save the son and daughter of our failing every-man
Am
our love is a love that gives
Dm Am
but the price it is uncertain
Dm Am
and the way it is so dangerous
C G Am
to those of little bread
Am
and I wash my hands clean
Dm Am
in the waters of optimism
Dm Am C G Am
contaminating pearls with eagles sacrifice my friends
C G Am
eagles sacrifice
C G Am
eagles sacrifice my fiends
C G Am
eagles sacrifice
Dm
sleep sweet countrymen
Am
till we need you again
C
we will raise our arms
G
against the face of horror
Dm
and I will fight and feed
Am
oh in the name of need
C
get on your battered knees
G Am
and please don't make a sound
Am
the soldiers are asleep
Dm Am
in the holy land of questions
Dm Am
the most important lesson:
C G Am
they get out alive
Am
and I call out to the parson
Dm Am
he waves his hands against me
Dm Am
my countrymen like Christians
C G Am
with the li-ons around
Am
and I call out to the general
Dm Am
and his most vital position
Dm Am
as the king of isolation
C G Am
in this land of suicides
Am
and I call out to the maidens
Dm Am
who wear the pelts of jackals
Dm Am
and little less but shackles
C G Am
fill our lust-filled appetites, my friends
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites, my friends
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites
Dm
this sweet countrymen
Am
is where our paths will end
C
your duties pair adjust
G
my duties what I must
Dm
only I think of you
Am
in what I have to do
C
I'll burn the chapel house
G
and make attempts of truce
Dm
and I don't live a gifted life
Am
I'll hoist your flag and make it mine
C
against the wall that's closing tight
G
I'll send your wounded down the line
Dm
oh I will count the ways
Am
oh each and every day
C G Am
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
C
so please
G
rise for the very honored judge
Am
the jury has you to appeal
Am
we'll make this gallow pole your home
C
we'll make our motives very clear
(other lyrics for round, over previous verse)
I will fall into the depths of hell
before I sail this ship a port
forget about the house of god
and go away this house of fear
as the saints go marching in I know
I want more gin to think and
if I die before I wake I
bet you are my sin to take
END:
Dm Am
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C
sleep sweet country
G Am
sleep sweet country-men
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