(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
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