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(assobio)
Gm F Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm
(banjo)
Gm F D7 Gm
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
F D7 Gm
Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you
Gm
My life's a bit more colder
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
F D7 Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
(Gm D7 Gm)
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee my squeeze
F
The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, miss-spells knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company
(Gm F D7 Gm)
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
F D7 Gm
Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you
Gm
My life's a bit more colder
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
F D7 Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
(Gm D7 Gm)
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee my squeeze
F
The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, miss-spells knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company
Gm F D7 Gm
In hell I'll be in Good Company
Gm F D7 Gm
In hell I'll be in Good Company
(assobio)
Gm F Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm