• Song:

    Family

  • Artist:

    To Kill A King

  • Album:

    My Crooked Saint - EP

Artist: To Kill A King
Song: Family
Album: Cannibals With Cutlery




Capo on the 5th fret



Am    Fm     C
Am    Fm     C
Am    Fm     C
Am    Fm     G


         Am         Fm             C
When you go and the wind blows you home 
         Am            Fm              C
You were wrong and the fault was your own
        Am           Fm             C
We were always gonna end up back here 
            Am             Fm          G
Friends who stayed and the ones who disappear



Pre-Chorus:

    C                      F                       C
The difference between the rut and the grave is an inch
C                          F                       C
Your caught in between the earth and a rock like a pinch 



Chorus:

F       G       Am
 I don't sit so well 
F     G          C
 Under banks of Boston

F           C
  You are my blood
F           C
  you are my blood

       Dm                       F
You're hung up to dry and your strange
        Dm
you're strange god knows 
         C
but your loved loved loved



Vers:

        Am            Fm            C
You was all but your never looking back
         Am             Fm                  C
You were young far too young for words like that 
        Am            Fm         C
We were always gonna end up back here
             Am               Fm                   G
Friends who stayed, ones who raged and wrote and 'appeared



Pre-Chorus:

    C                      F                       C
The difference between the rut and the grave is an inch
C                          F                       C
Your caught in between the earth and a rock like a pinch 



Chorus:

F       G       Am
 I don't sit so well 
F     G          C
 Under banks of Boston

F           C
  You are my blood
F           C
  you are my blood



Bridge:

F           C
  You are my blood
F           C
  you are my blood
F           C
  You are my blood
F           C
  you are my blood


       Dm                       F
You're hung up to dry and your strange
        Dm
you're strange god knows 
         C
but your loved loved loved



Chorus:

F       G       Am
 I don't sit so well 
F     G          C
 Under banks of Boston

F           C
  You are my blood
F           C
  you are my blood
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