In Hell Ill Be In Good Company' The Dead South
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Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,D7
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home withGm
youGm
My lifes a bit more colder,Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,D7
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna doGm
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my
Cm
kneesGm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me from a Cm
treeAfter I
Gm
count down, three rounds, in D7
Hell ill be in good compaGm
nyGm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,D7
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home withGm
youGm
My lifes a bit more colder,Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,D7
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna doGm
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my
Cm
kneesGm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a trCm
eeAfter I
Gm
count down, three rounds, in D7
Hell ill be in good compaGm
nyin
D7
Hell ill be in good compaGm
nyin
D7
Hell ill be in good compaGm
ny
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