In Hell I'll Be In Good Company (Acordes)

The Dead South

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    [Intro] Gm

( Gm  F  Gm  Cm  Gm  D7  Gm )
( Gm  F  D7  Gm )

[Part 1]
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D|--3h5---3h5---3h5-------------|
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[Part 2]
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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
F               D7                  Gm
Oh Lord I ain't coming 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                   Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

( Gm  D7  Gm )

Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee my squeeze
                                                                      F
The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, miss-spells knocks me on my knees
Gm                                                                Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
Gm                                   D7                          Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company

( Gm  F  D7  Gm )

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                  Gm
Oh Lord I ain't coming 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                   Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

( Gm  D7  Gm )

Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee my squeeze
                                                                      F
The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, miss-spells knocks me on my knees
Gm                                                                Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
Gm                                   D7                          Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company

Gm  F                 D7             Gm
      In hell I'll be in Good Company

Gm  F                 D7             Gm
      In hell I'll be in Good Company

( Gm  F  Gm  Cm  Gm  D7  Gm )