Dead Flowers

A E D A A E D A Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair E D Talking to some rich folk that you know A E D A Well, I hope you won't see me in my ragged company E D You know I could never be alone E A Take me down, little Susie, take me down A A I know you think you're the queen of the underground D A And you can send me dead flowers every morning D A Send me dead flowers by the mail D A Send me dead flowers to my wedding E D A And I won't forgеt to put roses on your grave A E D A Well, whеn you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac E D Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day A E D A I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon E D And another girl can take my pain away E A Take me down, little Susie, take me down A A I know you think you're the queen of the underground D A And you can send me dead flowers every morning D A Send me dead flowers by the mail D A Send me dead flowers to my wedding E D A And I won't forgеt to put roses on your grave D A Yeah Guitar Solo E D A E D A E D A E D Out-Chorus E A Oh, take me down, little Susie, take me down A A I know you think you're the queen of the underground D A And you can send me dead flowers every morning D A Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail D A Say it with dead flowers at my wedding E D A And I won't forgеt to put roses on your grave E D A Oh, no, I won’t forget to put roses on your grave