Chords for Poor Mans Poison - Hell's Comin' With Me (Lyrics)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ They all laughed as he turned around to slow. _ _
_ They said, you ain't welcome around here anymore.
You just might as well go. _
_ _ _ He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees.
He said, I'll be back when you least expect it.
_ _ _ [D] Hell's coming with [Em]
me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hell's coming with me. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [B] _ [Em] There is a hill at the bottom of the valley _ where all the poor souls go when [B] they die.
And if [Em] you listen real close, you [Am] can hear them like a ghost saying,
[Em] you're never going [B] to make it out [Em] alive. _ _ _ _ _
There is a town at the bottom of that hill.
They got a secret that they keep like [B] a slave.
They got [Em] a black magic preacher.
You [Am] do well to let them teach you.
[Em] You'll be headed up [B] that hill to [Em] the grave. _
[G] It is well with [B] my soul.
You'll [Em] earn your pockets full of money that [C] you steal from the poor.
And [G] on your way down to hell, you hear [B] me ring that bell.
I'll pay [Em] the devil [B] twice as much to keep [Em] your soul.
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_ [Bm] _ [E] _ [Dm] _ [Em] [D] There [Em] was a drifter passing through that little valley.
He promised he was coming [B] back to town.
They [Em] didn't know him by his face or [Am] by the gun around his waist.
But [Em] he'd come back to [B] burn that town [Em] to the ground. _ _ _ _
First there was fire.
Then there was smoke.
Then that preacher man was hanging by [B] a rope.
And then [Em] they all fell to their knees and [Am] begged that drifter, begged him please,
[Em] as he [B] raised his fist [Em] before he spoke.
I am the righteous [Am] hand [B] of God.
And I [Em] am the devil [C] that you [B] forgot. _
And I [G] told you one day you will see that [B] I'll be back, I guarantee.
[Em] And hell's coming, [C] _
hell's coming, [G] _ _ _ [B] hell's coming _ _ [Em] with [B] me.
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_ [G] It is well with [B] my soul.
You'll [Em] find your pocket full of money [C] that you steal from the poor.
And [G] on your way down to hell, you [B] hear me ring that bell.
And [G] I said, _ _ [B] hell's coming, hell's coming [Em] with me.
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