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CHORDS: Frank Turner – The Death Of Dora Hand Piano & Ukulele Chord Progression

<h2>This is the chord progression of The Death Of Dora Hand by Frank Turner on Piano&comma; Ukulele&comma; Guitar and Keyboard&period;<&sol;h2>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Intro&rsqb; C<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Verse 1&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                 F                                     C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dora Hand was a singer in the New York operetta<br &sol;>&NewLine;G<br &sol;>&NewLine;Born into Boston old money&comma; and Paristrained<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                                 F                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dressed in black&comma; she was a classic beauty but cursed with constitution sickly<br &sol;>&NewLine;G                                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;She ventured West to breathe the fresh air on the Plains<br &sol;>&NewLine;F                                                                                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;She ended up down in Dodge City&comma; it was a cowtown&comma; dry and ugly<br &sol;>&NewLine;G<br &sol;>&NewLine;She hid her past&comma; took Fannie Keenan for a name<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                                                 F                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Took the stage as a Vaudeville singer at the Lady Gay and the Alhambra<br &sol;>&NewLine;G                                                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;The cowboys loved her and she quickly rose to fame<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Chorus&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;F                                                 Dm<br &sol;>&NewLine;Sing a song&comma; boys&comma; for Dora Hand<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                                                                 F<br &sol;>&NewLine;She brought a little beauty to this hard and barren land<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                                                                 G<br &sol;>&NewLine;Doff your caps&comma; boys&comma; though saved or damned<br &sol;>&NewLine;C<br &sol;>&NewLine;For Dora Hand<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Verse 2&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                                                 F                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Now to the Dodge folk she was an Angel&comma; they called her Lady Bountiful By day&comma; and &&num;8220&semi;Queen Of Fairy Belles&&num;8221&semi;<br &sol;>&NewLine;G<br &sol;>&NewLine;by night<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                 F                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;She was bringing in good money&comma; so she gave plenty to the needy<br &sol;>&NewLine;G                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;She sure could sing&comma; but she sure knew her wrong from right<br &sol;>&NewLine;F                                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Now lovely Dora&comma; she took the fancy of that mayor&comma; James Dog Kelley<br &sol;>&NewLine;G<br &sol;>&NewLine;Like many a man before him&comma; he was heard to say<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                                 F                                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;&&num;8220&semi;That there Dora is a beautiful creature&comma; she gives men a strange nostalgia<br &sol;>&NewLine;G                                                                 C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dreams of finer things and better days&&num;8221&semi;<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Chorus&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;F                                                 Dm<br &sol;>&NewLine;So sing a song&comma; boys&comma; for Dora Hand<br &sol;>&NewLine;C                                                                 F<br &sol;>&NewLine;She brought a little beauty to this hard and barren land<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                                                                 G<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dream a dream&comma; boys&comma; of a promised land<br &sol;>&NewLine;C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Of Dora Hand<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Bridge&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;Am                                                 Em<br &sol;>&NewLine;Now young Spike Kennedy came up from Texas on a rolling black thunder cloud<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                                                                                                                 Am<br &sol;>&NewLine;He was a-whooping and a-whoring and a-drowning in whiskey like a one-man bad luck crowd<br &sol;>&NewLine;Am                                                                                                 Em<br &sol;>&NewLine;One night he saw Dora singing at the Alhambra and he tried to slip the lady a kiss<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                                                                                                 Am<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dog Kelley got angry and he knocked him on his belly with one flick of his Kansas wrist<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                                 Em                 Am                                 G                                                 F<br &sol;>&NewLine;Well now Spike&comma; he got mad&comma; he was looking out for blood&comma; he was raging like the Devil&&num;8217&semi;s stepson<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                 Em                                 Am                               G                                 F<br &sol;>&NewLine;He rode out to the cabin which the mayor used for napping on a horse with a loaded six-gun<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                                 Em                                 Am                                 G                                 F<br &sol;>&NewLine;He fired in the dark&comma; but he didn&&num;8217&semi;t hit his mark when the bullet went through that wall<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm                 Em                 Am                 G                 Am<br &sol;>&NewLine;Kelley wasn&&num;8217&semi;t in his bed&comma; lying there in his stead&comma; Dora Hand was killed<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Guitar Solo&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;C F C G C G C F C G F C G C<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Verse 3&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;C F C<br &sol;>&NewLine;So the marshals&comma; they raised a posse&comma; and they caught up with young Spike Kenedy<br &sol;>&NewLine;G<br &sol;>&NewLine;His daddy bought him free&comma; even though he confessed<br &sol;>&NewLine;Am F C<br &sol;>&NewLine;All Dodge City wept for Dora&comma; every bar closed as they buried her<br &sol;>&NewLine;G C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Four hundred cowboys rode her to her rest<&sol;p>&NewLine;<p>&lbrack;Chorus&rsqb;<br &sol;>&NewLine;F Dm<br &sol;>&NewLine;Sing a song&comma; boys&comma; with the funeral band<br &sol;>&NewLine;C F<br &sol;>&NewLine;We won&&num;8217&semi;t see her like again in this hard and barren land<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dm G<br &sol;>&NewLine;Wave her off&comma; boys&comma; to no man&&num;8217&semi;s land<br &sol;>&NewLine;F<br &sol;>&NewLine;Dora Hand<br &sol;>&NewLine;C<br &sol;>&NewLine;Our Dora Hand<&sol;p>&NewLine;

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