The Bullet Big D

[A]On Monday [E]Dealey Plaza fills
[A]with[E] peo[C#m]ple on the way
[A]to the court houses a[E]nd meeting rooms
[C#m]but m[E]e, [D]I'm free today

[D]And I traced the [E]path the motorcade
[A]took back [D]in sixty-three:
[D]past the g[E]rassy knoll[A] into th[D]e book depository.
[A]They pu[D]t in a m[A]useum whe[D]re they say the shots were fired.
[A]It's closed[D] today but I don't mind;
[E]I'm already getting tired.

[A]There's photo[E]graphs and headlines
[A]and di[E]agram[C#m]s of the street.
[A]They’re[E] showing the Zapruder film;
[C#m]it's a[E]lways[D] on repeat.

[D]Last night [E]I dreamt I was the bullet
[A]from f[D]rame 313;
[D]the on[E]e that[A] scatter[D]ed his head around the limousine.
[A]I was ri[D]ght there [A]for his f[D]inal thoughts of John John and Jackie
[D]and oh[E] my God[A] Big D.

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[A]Back t[E]hen ev[A]erybo[E]dy worr[C#m]ied further to the south.
[A]Missile[E]s scr[C#m]eamed a[E]cross [D]Miami, trail and fall out.
[D]Teachers[E] drille[A]d thei[D]r students hiding underneath their desks
[D]to fear[E] the twi[A]tchy t[D]rigger finger of old Krushchev.
[A]But Cub[D]a couldn[A]'t kill [D]nobody, not like Dallas could.
[A]When I[D] was g[E]rowing up there, I understood

[A]Remember [E]when I’d pick you up
[A]outsid[E]e y[C#m]our mothers house?
[A]The two of y[E]ou were [C#m]fighting[E], and w[D]e promised we'd get out
[D]Out far fr[E]om the nar[A]rowness and[D] the confines and the doubt.
[D]We'd l[E]eave behind[A] all th[D]at we know and never turn around.
[A]Cut the s[D]trings a[A]nd tear aw[D]ay from all that kept us down
[D]and [E]oh my[A] god big D

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[A]  [E]
[A]  [E]  [C#m]
[A]  [E]
[C#m]  [E]  [D]
[D]  [E]  [A]  [D]
[D]  [E]  [A]  [D]
[A]  [D]  [A]  [D]
[A]  [D] [E]

[A]Now I[E] fly [A]out o[E]f L[C#m]aguardia, or out of JFK
[A]and [E]I la[C#m]nd at[E] DF[D]W and I drive down LBJ
[D]and the[E] houses [A]and th[D]e shopping centers, don't make me afraid.
[D]Why th[E]ey ever[A] did, i[D]t's hard now to explain
[A]But yo[D]u, you [A]never r[D]eally left, for you was it the same?
[D]And [E]oh my [A]god Big D

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[A]Nove[E]mber [A]22nd [E]I wa[C#m]s at the kitchen sink
[A]Just li[E]ke eve[C#m]ryon[E]e re[D]members where they were in ’63.
[D]The shudd[E]er that sh[A]ot throu[D]gh me with that unexpected call.
[D]I locked [E]the b[A]athroom[D] door and hit my fist against the wall.
[A]I should o[D]f come [A]to rescue [D]you, I should have should have yes
[A]What ha[D]ppene[E]d in the past ten years, I coulda guessed

[A]Remem[E]ber wh[A]en I’[E]d ca[C#m]rry you, and lay you in your bed?
[A]And p[E]romi[C#m]sed t[E]o [D]take care of you, but I just left instead.
[D]Last n[E]ight [A]I drea[D]mt I was the pills you swallowed down.
[D]I trie[E]d to com[A]e back [D]up, but you wouldn't let me out.
[A]And I [D]coul[A]dn't h[D]elp but wonder, did think of me?
[D]and o[E]h my[A] god big D

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