Tom: F
Introdução:
Dm C Bb
You don't worry about tomorrow any more, cos you're dead
Dm C Bb
Does anything still echo, is there any trace left?
Dm C Bb
Well I know she still remembers,she sleeps with your picture by her bed
Dm C Bb
They shaved your face and they washed your hair clean, you were wearing the jacket that
i met you in
C Bb
Well how could I not have guessed?
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
C F Bb
Goddammit! Goddamn I miss my dead friend
F Bb
I miss my dead friend!
Dm C Bb
We buried your body into the hard Oklahoma ground
Dm C Bb
John Paul Allison, the orphan boy Pope
Dm C Bb
Well I know you still haunt her, she sleeps with your ghost at night in bed
Dm C Bb
When you died you were only 26, the most real person that I've ever met
C Bb
Well how could I not have guessed?
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
C F Bb
Goddammit! Goddamn I miss my dead friend
F Bb
I miss my dead friend!
F
Oh your cold dead hands
Bb
Oh your cold dead lips
F
Oh your cold dead heart
Bb
Oh your cold dead kiss
F
Oh your cold dead hands (your cold dead hands)
Bb
Oh your cold dead lips (cold dead lips)
F
Oh your cold dead heart (your cold dead heart)
Bb
Oh your cold dead kiss
C Bb
Well how could I not have guessed?
C Bb
Well how could I not have guessed?!
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
Dm C Bb
She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket
C F C Bb
Goddammit! Goddamn I miss my dead friend