Tom: F
F
Bb
F
Bb
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