The Funeral Chords by Turnpike Troubadours

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_ Well now, Stathright and her Jimmy _ _ _ [A] just [E] counterfeit James Dean _
_ _ _ [A] With a pocket [E] full of Delta [B] Blue and cheap amphetamines
_ [A] Her feet up [E] on the dashboard _ like [A] a burned [E] out Fetty Paige _ _ _
[A] Oh, she might [E] have been pretty [B] if she were half her [A] age
But together they were [E] something _ _ _ [A] just a club from down the bar _ _ _ _
_ Headed down to [E] Okie City [B] in a slightly stolen [E] car
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_ _ _ [A] Well, the folks were [E] decent people _ _ _ [A] but they didn't [E] like their kind
_ _ _ When [A] the car [E] pulled in the driveway [B] they were staring through the blind _
[A] The preacher [E] in the kitchen, _ _ [A] oh, he's eating [E] apple pie _ _ _
Oh, [A] mama's [B] in the bedroom, Lord, she couldn't help but cry
_ [A] Oh, and daddy [E] looked so natural _ [A] like he'd just [E] gone to sleep
_ _ _ And [A] the preacher [E] looked through Jimmy, [B] prayed he'd soul [E] keep
And [A] this is [E] coming [B] home, [E] coming home
[A] Ain't nothing [E] like a family that [B] makes you feel so damned alone
[A] You should have [E] brought flowers, [B] you should have got [E] daddy's gun
[A] Ain't [E] nobody waiting [B] on the [A] prodigal son _
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[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ Well, [A] they pulled out [E] in the traffic _ _ [A] and those men behind [E] the hearse _ _ _ _
[A] And that awful [E] empty field, well, [B] it went from bad to worse
_ [A] The preacher [E] written scripture, _ _ _ [A] they put him [E] in the ground
_ _ _ Well, [A] everybody [E] loaded [B] up and headed back to town _
[A] Well, Jimmy [E] got his whiskey out, _ [A] once everyone [E] was gone _ _ _
[A] Well, I felt he should [E] say something, [B] stared down [E] at the stolen [A] ass
And [E] this is coming [B] home, [E] coming home
[A] Ain't nothing like [E] a family that makes [B] you feel so damned alone
[A] You should have brought [E] flowers, you should have got daddy's gun
[A] Ain't [E] nobody waiting [B] on the [A] prodigal son _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Well, the men full-folded tables _ _ and [A] the ladies cleaned [E] the plates
_ _ _ _ [A] The cousins asked about the car [B] locked behind the gates
Jimmy [A] knew his [E] daddy's 38, _ _ [A] puttin' that trunk [E] buried deep _ _ _
[A] And he'd find his rifle [E] on her once [B] his mama was asleep
_ [A] Well, Jimmy loved [E] his mama, _ _ _ [A] mama just [E] looked down
She _ _ [A] said, why's it take a [E] funeral boy [B] to bring you back [E] to town? _ _
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