The Devil Makes Three – Bangor Mash (Guitar)

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Am                  C/G       
Meet me down by the mobile down trees

          E7                                   
There's a thousand things you got to see to believe

         Am                  C/G
Come on, lay them bones down at my feet

            E7                                       
We're gonna look into the future, see what would we see

Am                           C/G
Man, I say your future looks pretty damn dim

           E7                           
I couldn't say if you're gonna sink or swim

Am                            C/G
Give me five dollars and I'll sing you a song

      E7                                
Gonna tell you something you knew all along

E7
That's, uh

Am                 G                     Am
Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Am            G                  Am
Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

Am                  G
Guess no, guess no, body knows

     E7            Dm
That when I die, I go back home

Am                 G                     Am
Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Am            G                  Am
Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

Am              G
When I go, just take my bones

        E7                  Dm
Scatter them from here back to my home

Am                C/G
Listen to me, now when I speak

       E7                                 
Say, I do my best talkin' when I'm fast asleep

            Am                 C/G
Come on and lay your head down next to mine

        E7                                      
You can listen to the spirits of the dead just fine, oh

Am                          C/G
Come on, help me with these iron wings

            E7                              
We're gonna fly so high we hear the angels sing

Am                            C/G
Man, it feels good to have my feet off the ground

           E7                                   
I hope the good God Almighty that I never come down

E7
Cause, uh

Am                 G                     Am
Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Am            G                  Am
Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

Am              G
When I go, just take my bones

        E7                  Dm
Scatter them from here back to my home

Am                 G                     Am
Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Am            G                  Am
Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

Am              G
When I go, just take my bones

        E7                  Dm
Scatter them from here back to my home