I Came Around
Murder By DeathVersion1
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Chords in this song
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D-DU-UDU
Cars lined up the street
A procession for the thief
The men were restless and the women howled
As they professed their grief
A smoke was lying on his lips
And in his hand a rusty flask
Even in death he'd forced a smile
I oughta give him his dues for going out like that
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When you've walked through the valley
Saw the face of death
And you've paid your debts
Well then, is there anything left
Is there anything left
When you've settled up
Is there anything left
I came to pay a false courtesy
So you couldn't get the best of me
But the grief hung in the air and mingled with the sweat
I presumed to know your inner workings, but I just wept
I never thought much about the man
He was always just drifting along
But a couple hours in
We were drunk as sin
I was wrong, I was wrong about him
I came around, I came around, I came around
I took you for a hanger-on
But the way those folks all wept
You must've been doing something right
To move the company you kept
The drinks kept coming and I loosed my tongue
And I talked a little shit
But your friends just laughed and chimed right in
Telling yarns so good it made me quit
I never thought much about the man
He was always just drifting along
But a couple hours in
We were drunk as sin
I was wrong, I was wrong about him
I came around, I came around, I came around
The room started reeling
I got the feeling I read you wrong
Then another bottle of gin
Break out the bar brawl again
You were the reason for them
By the time the sun was at its feet
Everybody there was pissed
And I can say with some degree of certainty
The old bastard will be missed
I thought your life was nothing more than one long grift
Now I sit weeping by your coffin
Clutching a bottle in my fist
I came around, I came around, I came around x 6
New single from Murder by Death's unreleased album "Bitter Drink, Bitter Moon".
Make sure to buy it when it launches on Sept. 25th!
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Readable chord sheet for I Came Around by Murder By Death
[F] [F]Cars lined up the s[Bb]treet A pro[Dm]cession for the t[F]hief The m[F]en were restless and the w[Bb]omen howled As t[Dm]hey professed their g[F]rief A s[Dm]moke was lying o[F]n his lips And in his h[Bb]and a rusty f[C]lask [F]Even in death he'd f[Dm]orced a smile I oughta give him his dues for g[C]oing out like th[F]at [F] [Dm] [F] [Bb] [Dm] x2 [F] x2 [F] [Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [Dm] x2 [F] x2 When you've w[F]alked through the valley Saw the f[Bb]ace of death And you've p[Dm]aid your debts Well t[Bb]hen, is there anything l[Dm]eft [Bb] Is there anything l[F]eft When you've[Dm] settled [Bb]up Is there anything l[F]eft I c[F]ame to pay a false c[Bb]ourtesy So y[Dm]ou couldn't get the [Bb]best of me But the g[Dm]rief hung in the [Bb]air and mingled with the s[F]weat I pres[Dm]umed to know your i[Bb]nner workings, but I just w[F]ept I [Bb]never thought much about the [F]man He was always just dr[C]ifting a[F]long But a c[Bb]ouple hours in We were drunk as s[F]in I was w[Dm]rong, I was w[Bb]rong about [F]him I came a[Dm]round, I came a[Bb]round, I came a[F]round I t[F]ook you for a h[Bb]anger-on But the [Dm]way those folks all w[F]ept You m[F]ust've been doing s[Bb]omething right To move the c[Dm]ompany you k[F]ept The dr[Bb]inks kept coming and I l[F]oosed my tongue And I t[Dm]alked a little s[C]hit But your f[F]riends just laughed and c[Bb]himed right in Telling y[Dm]arns so good it made me [F]quit I [Bb]never thought much about the [F]man He was always just dr[C]ifting a[F]long But a c[Bb]ouple hours in We were drunk as s[F]in I was w[Dm]rong, I was w[Bb]rong about [F]him I came a[Dm]round, I came a[Bb]round, I came a[F]round [Bb]The room started r[F]eeling [Bb]I got the f[F]eeling I read you wrong [Bb]Then another [F]bottle of g[Bb]in [Bb]Break out the bar [F]brawl a[Bb]gain [Bb]You were the r[F]eason for t[C]hem By the t[F]ime the sun was [Bb]at its feet Every[Dm]body there was p[F]issed And I can s[F]ay with some degree of c[Bb]ertainty The old b[Dm]astard will be m[F]issed [Bb]I thought your l[F]ife was nothing m[Bb]ore than one long [C]grift Now I [F]sit weeping by your c[Dm]offin Clutching a b[Bb]ottle in my f[F]ist I came a[Dm]round, I came a[Bb]round, I came a[F]round x 6 New single from Murder by Death's unreleased album "Bitter Drink, Bitter Moon". Make sure to buy it when it launches on Sept. 25th!