What Beadie Said

C F Who do you think would even show up at the funeral day? C G/B Am F Staring six feet down, that's my hallowed ground C F Just a bed of dirt and bones, that's where I'll lay C G/B Am G Words carved like a poem into some cheap headstone Dm G And who's so lucky C G/B Am G but to have a few dear souls tried and true? Dm G C And could you even hear the brassy sounds G/B Am G F of those last bells crying out? C G/B I'm just a dark horse Am with a pale heart F on a cold night C for a long walk G/B Just a dead flame Am f**k the old game G lay me down now Am G F I've got a new naaaaaaame C F Would anyone show up with a few last words to say? C G/B Am F And toast my final hour, at least piss on my grave? C F Maybe there's a sad song that a lonely trumpet could play C G/B Am G The tune could flutter on into an evening sun Dm G And who's so lucky C G/B Am G but to have a few dear souls tried and true? Dm G C There won't be a chorus from a crowd G/B Am G F just the crickets chirping loud... C G/B I'm just a dark horse Am with a pale heart F on a cold night C for a long walk G/B Just a dead flame Am f**k the old game G lay me down now Am G F I've got a new naaaaaaame Am G/B C G F Am G/B C G F Dm G C G/B Am G (quick transition to next set of chords) Dm G C G/B Am G F G C