Intro: F

F                  Bb
Cars lined up the street
     Dm               F
A procession for the thief
     F                         Bb
The men were restless and the women howled
    Dm                   F
As they professed their grief

   Dm              F
A smoke was lying on his lips
            Bb           C
And in his hand a rusty flask
F                   Dm
Even in death he'd forced a smile
                                C               F
I oughta give him his dues for going out like that


Interlude: 
F Dm F Bb
Dm x2  F x2
F Bb Dm Bb
Dm x2  F x2

             F                                 
When you've walked through the valley
         Bb
Saw the face of death
            Dm
And you've paid your debts 
      Bb                      Dm 
Well then, is there anything left
Bb                   F
  Is there anything left
           Dm       Bb
When you've settled up
                   F
Is there anything left

   F                   Bb
I came to pay a false courtesy
    Dm                  Bb
So you couldn't get the best of me
         Dm               Bb                        F
But the grief hung in the air and mingled with the sweat
      Dm                 Bb                         F
I presumed to know your inner workings, but I just wept


  Bb                           F
I never thought much about the man
                     C       F
He was always just drifting along
       Bb
But a couple hours in
                  F
We were drunk as sin
       Dm           Bb         F
I was wrong, I was wrong about him
        Dm             Bb             F
I came around, I came around, I came around


   F              Bb
I took you for a hanger-on
        Dm                   F
But the way those folks all wept
     F                  Bb
You must've been doing something right
             Dm          F
To move the company you kept

      Bb                      F
The drinks kept coming and I loosed my tongue
       Dm              C    
And I talked a little shit
          F                        Bb
But your friends just laughed and chimed right in
         Dm                      F
Telling yarns so good it made me quit


  Bb                           F
I never thought much about the man
                     C       F
He was always just drifting along
       Bb
But a couple hours in
                  F
We were drunk as sin
       Dm           Bb         F
I was wrong, I was wrong about him
        Dm             Bb             F
I came around, I came around, I came around


Bb                F
The room started reeling
Bb         F
I got the feeling I read you wrong
Bb           F          Bb
Then another bottle of gin
Bb                F      Bb
Break out the bar brawl again
Bb            F          C
You were the reason for them


        F               Bb
By the time the sun was at its feet
     Dm              F
Everybody there was pissed
           F                       Bb
And I can say with some degree of certainty
         Dm              F
The old bastard will be missed
Bb              F                Bb                C
I thought your life was nothing more than one long grift
      F                    Dm
Now I sit weeping by your coffin
             Bb           F
Clutching a bottle in my fist


        Dm             Bb             F
I came around, I came around, I came around x 6


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New single from Murder by Death's unreleased album "Bitter Drink, Bitter Moon". 
Make sure to buy it when it launches on Sept. 25th!