The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company, аккорды

Intro
Gm
 
F
 
Gm
 
D#
 
Gm
 
D7
 
Gm
 (Whistle)
Intro with banjo
Gm
 
F
 
D7
 
Gm

Verse
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
F
               
D7
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you
Gm
My life's a bit more colder,
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
F
              
B7
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

Chorus
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, 
Gm
Queen bee, my squeeze.
Gm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, 
                            
F
Mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm
                                 
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, 
                               
D#
Stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree
        
Gm
                       
After I count down, three rounds, 
    
D7
                      
Gm
In Hell ill be in good company

Gm
 
F
 
D7
 
Gm

Verse
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
F
               
D7
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you

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
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

Chorus
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, 
Gm
Queen bee, my squeeze.
Gm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, 
                            
F
Mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm
                                  
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, 
                             
D#
Stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
        
Gm
                      
After I count down, three rounds, 
     
D7
                     
Gm
In Hell ill be in good company
    
F
                      
D7
 in Hell ill be in good company
    
F
                      
D7
 in Hell ill be in good company

Outro
Gm
 
F
 
Gm
 
D#
 
Gm
 
D7
 
Gm
 (Whistle)