West Memphis chords by YEBBA

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Verse 1:

Dm          Am      Bb          Bb           F      C
God is good all the time, yeah, all the time God is good
         Dm         Am    Bb         Bb         F     C
When I'm fucking of being polite and overall misunderstood
      Dm            Am       Bb    Bb           F       C
So I snuck on out into the stream, cigarette between my teeth
Dm                   Am          Bb
Thought I heard the front door creek, it was just my
Bb                 F      C
neighboor with her cup of tea

                  Dm              C                D
She said, "What's realer than the part of you that you don't
Am    Dm
even claim "
        Bb                                     F     C
Well, I guess that's how West Memphis probably feels
    Dm             C                   F    Am       Dm
Whatever shit they sell you next don't ever ease the pain
      Bb                                         F
Aimed at just how just shitty those snickers feel

          C         F                   Am
'Cause it ain't the booze, it ain't the bars
              Bb            F
It ain't the trip on out to Mars
       Bb                   F                     C
It's a well that's dug down deep down inside of you
              F                Am
I ain't got a horse out in the race
          Bb        C     Dm
But we're foes from that place
                Bb        F                C
'Cause there's tragedy we all know is the truth
                     Dm
That country ain't accustomed

F  Bb  F  Bb  F  C
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
                    Dm
Don't you let them dress you
F  Bb  Dm Bb  F  C
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Verse 2:

Dm              Am    Bb     Bb             F       C
Battle ship and ouija board, who could ever ask for more?
Dm               Am      Bb          Bb              F
Formula from the corner store, I had no idea they'd grew up
C
poor
       Dm         Am        Bb         Bb        F
It was TV in and praise the Lord, then power was on out by
 C
four
 Dm             Am       Bb                    Bb
Granny said to trust the Lord, you'll hear the second settle
F      C
every score

       Dm              C                F         Am    Dm
What's realer than the part of you that you don't even claim?
        Bb                                      F
Well, I guess that's how West Memphis probably feels
        Dm             C                   F    Am       Dm
But whatever shit they sell you next don't ever ease the pain
         Bb                                   F C
It ain't that just how them city slickers deal

                    F                   Am
'Cause it ain't the booze, it ain't the bars
              Bb            F
It ain't the trip on out to Mars
       Bb                   F                   C
It's a well that's dug down deep down inside of you
              F                Am
I ain't got a horse out in the race
          Bb        C          Dm
But we're foes from that same place
                Bb        D                C
'Cause there's tragedy we all know is the truth
                    Dm
That country ain't accustomed

F  Bb  F  Bb  F  C
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
                    Dm
Don't you let them dress you
F  Bb  C  Dm  Bb F C
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                  Dm           Bb              F    C
They'll dress you up, sell you out and cut you down
               Dm                Bb              F
And play their good old gooddamn games until the gospel
        C
comes around

             F                   Am
It ain't the booze, it ain't the bars
              Bb            F
It ain't the trip on out to Mars
       Bb                   F                    C
It's a well that's dug down deep down inside of you
                 F                Am
You can wear the hats and hit the gas
           Bb           C      Dm
And wonder where you'll end up next
         Bb              F                 C
You're a lucky one, the truth will follow you
                    Dm
That country ain't accustomed

F  Bb  F  Bb  F  C
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                    Dm
Don't you let them dress you
F  Bb  C Dm   Bb F C
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Outro:
   Eb
Mm-mm
    Bb      Db                     Ab                  Eb
The cost it takes to remember yourself as long as this goes
                Bb
As long as this goes
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No, no, no, no, no
Eb
No, no, no, no, no
                 Bb      Db                    Ab
No one knows the cost it takes to remember yourself as long
        Eb
as this goes
                 Bb
No one knows the cost
 Db  Ab Eb Bb
Cost
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