Intro: N.C. F N.C. Verse 1: F Bb My finger paints aren’t great F C F But I still hang them on my fridge F Bb Reminds me of the fun I had F C Dm Whenever I look at it F Bb Dm F Bb Bbadd9 N.C. No I am not Picasso or Da Vinci or who knows who F Bb F C F Tho I am not the best by far I sure like what I do Dm C F Bb F (Alright, guys! On your mark, get set-)
Chorus: F Bb C Dm Slow down take a nap, I’ll catch up to you F Bb C Dm Run laps around me but we’ll both burn out soon F Bb C Dm The finish line’s close and you’ve nothing to prove F Bb C Dm And tho I’m behind, I need a nap too F Bb C Dm Cause tho I’m a tortoise, I’ve nothing to prove F Bb C F Tho I’m a tortoise, I’ve nothing to prove Post-chorus: F Death is marching F Death is marching F Death is marching N.C. Death is marching Verse 2: F N.C. A slap on the wrist Bb N.C. A tomb made of stone Dm C F A casket awaiting a nap (Oh, oh, oh) F N.C. Bb N.C. We all end up six feet below Dm C Dm Bury me in my favorite hat F Bb The medals I've won from the races I’ve run Dm C F A7 On display back home with my cat F Bb We all end up six feet below F C F Bb F So why should we care ‘bout all that? Chorus: F Bb C Dm I run my mouth and I will ’til I’m old F Bb C Dm And things may not be as the forecaster told F Bb C Dm Guess they wanted me to show off what I do N.C. Bb C Dm But I couldn’t care any less to show you N.C. Bb C Dm Cause tho I’m a hare, I’ve got nothing to prove F Bb C F Tho I’m a hare, I’ve got nothing to prove Post-chorus: F Death is marching F Death is marching F Death is marching F Death is marching F Death is marching F Death is marching F Death is marching F Death is marching Bridge: F Bb F Dm Bb F Two cozy little caskets, cardboard boxes, earthy holes F Bb F Dm Bb F Can I hang our favorite pictures on the walls of moss and mold? (Death is marching, death is marching, death is marching- death is- death is marching- death is-) N.C. Death is marching steadfast toward us (Two cozy little caskets) N.C. It doesn't care if you're bronze, silver or gold (cardboard boxes, earthy holes) N.C. If I reach the end before you N.C. Will you lend your hand to hold? N.C. F N.C. Will you lend your hand to hold? Chorus: F Bb C Dm Slow down take a nap, I’ll catch up to you F Bb C Dm Run laps around me but we’ll both burn out soon F Bb C Dm They’ll pit us against one another, it's true F Bb C Dm And tho we are different we’ve nothing to prove F Bb C Dm Tho I’m a tortoise, I’ve nothing to prove F Bb C Dm Tho you’re a hare, you’ve got nothing to prove F Bb C Dm Tho we are different, we’ve nothing to prove F Bb C Oh tho I’m a tortoise, I’ve nothing F To prove
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