capo on 5 G C I heard it told by her mother old, G she could try, she could try it. C With the power of tin and a bottle of gin, G she was wise, she was wise to it. C Cocked her father's gun, like the oldest son, G she could try, she could try it. C Blessed by the bed where she laid her head and
calmed to a dull roar G C Oh It was a Suicide Saturday G C Oh In a summertime kind of way G C Oh It was a Suicide Saturday G C Oh G In a summertime kind of way that's it through literally the entire thing. I'm pretty sure I've got it in the wrong key, but it's easier