In Hell I'll Be in Good Company

The Dead South
Intro
Gm F Gm D# Gm D7 Gm (Whistle)
Intro with banjo
Gm F D7 Gm

Verse
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
Oh Lord I ain't comin' 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              B7
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

Chorus
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed,
Gm
Queen bee, my squeeze.
Gm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells,
F
Mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt,
D#
Stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree
Gm
After I count down, three rounds,
D7                      Gm
In Hell ill be in good company

Gm F D7 Gm

Verse
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
Oh Lord I ain't comin' 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
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

Chorus
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed,
Gm
Queen bee, my squeeze.
Gm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells,
F
Mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt,
D#
Stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
Gm
After I count down, three rounds,
D7                     Gm
In Hell ill be in good company
F                      D7
in Hell ill be in good company
F                      D7
in Hell ill be in good company

Outro
Gm F Gm D# Gm D7 Gm (Whistle)
Источник: amdm.ru | Автор: Fourcher