What Beadie Said

(início)

G/B = -20010
Capo 4th fret
C                                             F
  Who do you think would even show up at the funeral day?
C         G/B           Am            F
  Staring six feet down,   that's my hallowed ground
C                                       F
  Just a bed of dirt and bones, that's where I'll lay
C              G/B         Am            G
  Words carved like a poem    into some cheap headstone
Dm              G
  And who's so lucky
               C  G/B                   Am    G
but to have a few dear souls tried and true?
Dm                    G               C
  And could you even hear the brassy sounds
          G/B               Am   G   F
of those last bells crying out?
C                  G/B
  I'm just a dark horse
             Am
with a pale heart
           F
on a cold night
            C
for a long walk
             G/B
Just a dead flame
               Am
fuck the old game
             G
lay me down now
                Am G F
I've got a new naaaaaaame
C                                  F
  Would anyone show up with a few last words to say?
C               G/B       Am               F
  And toast my final hour,  at least piss on my grave?
C                                         F
  Maybe there's a sad song that a lonely trumpet could play
C                 G/B      Am          G
  The tune could flutter on   into an evening sun
Dm              G
  And who's so lucky
               C  G/B                   Am    G
but to have a few dear souls tried and true?
Dm                  G              C
  There won't be a chorus from a crowd
           G/B              Am    G   F
just the crickets chirping loud...
C                  G/B
  I'm just a dark horse
             Am
with a pale heart
           F
on a cold night
            C
for a long walk
             G/B
Just a dead flame
               Am
fuck the old game
             G
lay me down now
                Am G F
I've got a new naaaaaaame
Am G/B C G F
Am G/B C G F