In Hell I'll Be In Good Company - The Dead South
[Whistled]
[Gm] [F] [Gm] [Cm] [Gm] [D7] [Gm]
[Banjo]
[Gm] [F] [D7] [Gm]
Gm
Dead love couldn't go no further
Gm
Proud of n disgusted by her
Gm
Pushed, shoved, a little bruised and battered
F D7 Gm
Oh lord, I ain't coming home with you
Gm
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
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
Gm F
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
[Banjo]
[Gm] [F] [D7] [Gm]
Gm
Dead love couldn't go no further
Gm
Proud of n disgusted by her
Gm
Pushed, shoved, a little bruised and battered
F D7 Gm
Oh lord, I ain't coming home with you
Gm
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
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
Gm F
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
[Banjo]
[Gm] [F] [D7] [Gm]
[Whistled]
[Gm] [F] [Gm] [Cm] [Gm] [D7] [Gm]