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In Hell Ill Be In Good Company' The Dead South

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  • Guitar chords Katarzyna Szostak
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GmDead Love couldn't go no further,
GmProud of and disgusted by her,
GmPush shove, a little bruised and battered,
D7Oh Lord I ain't comin' home withGm you
GmMy lifes a bit more colder,
GmDead wife is what I told her,
GmBrass knife sinks into my shoulder,
D7Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna doGm  


GmI see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my Cmknees
GmIt didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me from a Cmtree
After I Gmcount down, three rounds, in D7Hell ill be in good compaGmny

GmDead Love couldn't go no further,
GmProud of and disgusted by her,
GmPush shove, a little bruised and battered,
D7Oh Lord I ain't comin' home withGm you

GmMy lifes a bit more colder,
GmDead wife is what I told her,
GmBrass knife sinks into my shoulder,
D7Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna doGm  

GmI see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my Cmknees
GmIt didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a trCmee
After I Gmcount down, three rounds, in D7Hell ill be in good compaGmny
 in D7Hell ill be in good compaGmny
 in D7Hell ill be in good compaGmny


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