Murder by Death – I Came Around (Guitar)

F                  A#
Cars lined up the street

     Dm               F
A procession for the thief

     F                         A#
The men were restless and the women howled

    Dm                   F
As they professed their grief

   Dm              F
A smoke was lying on his lips

            A#           C
And in his hand a rusty flask

F                   Dm
Even in death he'd forced a smile

                                C               F
I oughta give him his dues for going out like that

             F                                 
When you've walked through the valley

         A#
Saw the face of death

            Dm
And you've paid your debts 

      A#                      Dm 
Well then, is there anything left

A#                   F
  Is there anything left

           Dm       A#
When you've settled up

                   F
Is there anything left

   F                   A#
I came to pay a false courtesy

    Dm                  A#
So you couldn't get the best of me

         Dm               A#                        F
But the grief hung in the air and mingled with the sweat

      Dm                 A#                         F
I presumed to know your inner workings, but I just wept

  A#                           F
I never thought much about the man

                     C       F
He was always just drifting along

       A#
But a couple hours in

                  F
We were drunk as sin

       Dm           A#         F
I was wrong, I was wrong about him

        Dm             A#             F
I came around, I came around, I came around

   F              A#
I took you for a hanger-on

        Dm                   F
But the way those folks all wept

     F                  A#
You must've been doing something right

             Dm          F
To move the company you kept

      A#                      F
The drinks kept coming and I loosed my tongue

       Dm              C    
And I talked a little shit

          F                        A#
But your friends just laughed and chimed right in

         Dm                      F
Telling yarns so good it made me quit

  A#                           F
I never thought much about the man

                     C       F
He was always just drifting along

       A#
But a couple hours in

                  F
We were drunk as sin

       Dm           A#         F
I was wrong, I was wrong about him

        Dm             A#             F
I came around, I came around, I came around

A#                F
The room started reeling

A#         F
I got the feeling I read you wrong

A#           F          A#
Then another bottle of gin

A#                F      A#
Break out the bar brawl again

A#            F          C
You were the reason for them

        F               A#
By the time the sun was at its feet

     Dm              F
Everybody there was pissed

           F                       A#
And I can say with some degree of certainty

         Dm              F
The old bastard will be missed

A#              F                A#                C
I thought your life was nothing more than one long grift

      F                    Dm
Now I sit weeping by your coffin

             A#           F
Clutching a bottle in my fist

        Dm             A#             F
I came around, I came around, I came around x 6