Intro: C Em C Em Verse 1: C Em ?James K. Brown was an alcoholic man C Em Drove his Ford into a white Sudan G F He never found what he was looking for G F A way to crash into a life full of open doors C When they were closed before
Verse 2: C Em Beautiful itch in the kitchen chair C Em Breathing in a sharp slice of air G F These tragic mishaps happen all the time G F Exceeding all the deaths by homicide C To people in their prime Verse 3: C Em Sarah Mae would die within the air C Em Withered leaves dark on her yellow flower G F Her stories gathered up around her eyes G F The only things consistent in her life C Bright like fireflies Bridge: C Em And though it’s hard for us to try and understand C Em Maybe tragic mishaps were always in the plan G F And when we stumble and we trip into fatality G F Maybe we just open our eyes to reality C
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