C.W. Stoneking ~ The Love Me Or Die Chords

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[Bb] _ [Abm] _ _ [F] _ [Eb] _ I studied evil, I can't [Ebm] deny, Waga hoodoo [Db] charm, call it [B] love [Bb] me or die.
Thumb fingernail, a [Eb] piece of her dress, [Bb] _ _
_ Apocatherry, devil, [Ebm] EDS. _ _
I will relate the piteous _ consequence, [Bb] My mistake, all enslaved to passing desire,
Making these [D] dreaded love me [Ebm] or die. _
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[Bb] _ _ [Gb] _ [F] _ [Eb] _ _ Against a [Abm] jungle _ [Bb] primeval green, [Ebm] She had the looks [Bb] of a beauty queen,
No bangles or chain wearing broken shoe, _ Seventy-five cent [F] bottle [Ebm] per view.
I said good morning, I tipped my hat, All while I was cunning like [Bb] a rat, _
Smiling gaily looked her in the eye, I felt in my pocket the love [Ebm] me or die. _
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[Bb] _ _ _ [Gb] _ [Ebm] _ _ [Bb] I [Ebm] passed history, one to behold, I studied magic [Bb] from days of old,
Membership secret _ society, _ Power and wealth in my [Ebm] [Bb] family. _
[Ebm] But Mathilda, _ _ darling, why you don't take my [Bb] wedding ring?
Like a demon under the floor, Buried the hoodoos [Dm] down [Ebm] the back _ door.
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_ word [Eb] broke through the town, That a fever [Gbm] strike [Bb] Mathilda down, _
Nine-thirty the doctors arrived, Priests come running [F] quarter to five,
[Gb] Standing in the weeds early next day, I saw the meat wagon [Bb] rolling away,
I see Mathilda laying in the back, Her old mother [Ab] wearing a [Ebm] suit of rag. _
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Bound the [N] trumpet and bang the drum, I wait for [Bb] me judgment to come,
I know her spirit is down beneath, [F] I hear the weeping and [Ebm] gnashing of the teeth,
[Bb] Flames [Ebm] of hell licks at my feet, In the shadow of the jungle I [Bb] feel the heat, _ _
Mathilda's waiting in hell for me too, All cause she died from a bad [Ebm] hoodoo. _
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