Chords for My Dead Gay Son
Tempo:
119.4 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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You wait just a minute, Paul.
It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in.
They were not dirty.
[B] They were not wrong.
[F#]
They [B] were two lonely [F#]
[C#] verses in the Lord's [F#] great song.
Our boys were pansies, Bill.
Yes!
My [Bm] boys are [E] homosexual, [A] and that don't [C#m] scare me [F#m] none.
[G] I want the world to [C#] know [F#] [C#] I love my [F#] dead gay son.
[B] I've been thinking, praying, [F#] reading some magazines, and it's time we opened our eyes.
[C] Well, the good Lord made the [F] universe, the Lord [G] created man, [Am] and I believe [C] it's all a [F#] part of His [D] gigantic plan.
[Fm] I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower, and why He chose to let our [A#] boys get busy in the shower.
They [G#] were not dirty.
They [D#] were not true.
They [Cm] were just two straight laces [D#] in the Lord's [A#] big boots.
[G#m] Well, I never cared for [C#] homos much [F#] until I reared me one.
[E] But now I've learned [A#] to love.
I love my [D#] dead gay son.
[Fm]
[G] [C] I say my boy's in heaven, and he's tanning by the pool.
[Am] The [C] cherubim walk him and him, and Jesus says it's [G] cool.
[Fm] They don't have crime or hatred, [D#] there's no bigotry or person.
[C#] Just friendly fellows [Cm] dressed up like their [A#] favorite villain's purse.
They were [G#] not dirty.
They [D#] just had flair.
They were two bright red [D] villains in the Lord's long hair.
[G#m] Well, I used to see a homo and [F#] go reaching for my [G#] gun.
But now I've learned [E] to [A#] love.
And furthermore, [G#] these boys were brave as [Cm] hell.
These boys, they knew damn well those folks would judge them.
They [D#] were desperate to be free.
[B] They took [F#] a rebel's stance, [A#m] stripped to [D#m] their [G#] underpants.
Paul, I can't [F#] believe that you [G#] still refuse [F#] to get a clue.
[D] After all [A] that we've been through, [C#] I'm talking you and [C] me.
In the summer of 83.
That was one hell of a fishing trip.
[F]
They [F#] [A#] were not [B] dirty.
No, and [F#] not perverse.
No, no, they were just two stray [C#] rhinestones from the Lord's big patch.
[Bm] Our job is now [E] continuing the work that they begun.
[G] Because now we love [C#] our God.
We love our [B] dead.
They were up there pisto dancing, [D#m] thumb of angel wings.
They'd [B] grab a mate and roll his gate [F#] while Judy Garland sings.
They live a playful afterlife [C#m] that's fancy, free, [F#m] and reckless.
[G#] They'd swing up on [C#] the pearly gates and wear a pearly necklace.
[Gm] They [C] were not dirty.
No, they were good men.
[G] Oh, and now they're [G] happy.
[F#] They're gone to the [Bm] Lord's big den.
[A#] Go forth and love each [F] other now.
[A#] Like [Dm] cowboys would [Gm] have done.
We'll teach [Cm] the [A#] world to love.
The world to [D] love.
The world to love.
I love my dead [G] gay son.
I love my son.
[E] My [G] son.
[Am] My dead gay [G] son.
It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in.
They were not dirty.
[B] They were not wrong.
[F#]
They [B] were two lonely [F#]
[C#] verses in the Lord's [F#] great song.
Our boys were pansies, Bill.
Yes!
My [Bm] boys are [E] homosexual, [A] and that don't [C#m] scare me [F#m] none.
[G] I want the world to [C#] know [F#] [C#] I love my [F#] dead gay son.
[B] I've been thinking, praying, [F#] reading some magazines, and it's time we opened our eyes.
[C] Well, the good Lord made the [F] universe, the Lord [G] created man, [Am] and I believe [C] it's all a [F#] part of His [D] gigantic plan.
[Fm] I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower, and why He chose to let our [A#] boys get busy in the shower.
They [G#] were not dirty.
They [D#] were not true.
They [Cm] were just two straight laces [D#] in the Lord's [A#] big boots.
[G#m] Well, I never cared for [C#] homos much [F#] until I reared me one.
[E] But now I've learned [A#] to love.
I love my [D#] dead gay son.
[Fm]
[G] [C] I say my boy's in heaven, and he's tanning by the pool.
[Am] The [C] cherubim walk him and him, and Jesus says it's [G] cool.
[Fm] They don't have crime or hatred, [D#] there's no bigotry or person.
[C#] Just friendly fellows [Cm] dressed up like their [A#] favorite villain's purse.
They were [G#] not dirty.
They [D#] just had flair.
They were two bright red [D] villains in the Lord's long hair.
[G#m] Well, I used to see a homo and [F#] go reaching for my [G#] gun.
But now I've learned [E] to [A#] love.
And furthermore, [G#] these boys were brave as [Cm] hell.
These boys, they knew damn well those folks would judge them.
They [D#] were desperate to be free.
[B] They took [F#] a rebel's stance, [A#m] stripped to [D#m] their [G#] underpants.
Paul, I can't [F#] believe that you [G#] still refuse [F#] to get a clue.
[D] After all [A] that we've been through, [C#] I'm talking you and [C] me.
In the summer of 83.
That was one hell of a fishing trip.
[F]
They [F#] [A#] were not [B] dirty.
No, and [F#] not perverse.
No, no, they were just two stray [C#] rhinestones from the Lord's big patch.
[Bm] Our job is now [E] continuing the work that they begun.
[G] Because now we love [C#] our God.
We love our [B] dead.
They were up there pisto dancing, [D#m] thumb of angel wings.
They'd [B] grab a mate and roll his gate [F#] while Judy Garland sings.
They live a playful afterlife [C#m] that's fancy, free, [F#m] and reckless.
[G#] They'd swing up on [C#] the pearly gates and wear a pearly necklace.
[Gm] They [C] were not dirty.
No, they were good men.
[G] Oh, and now they're [G] happy.
[F#] They're gone to the [Bm] Lord's big den.
[A#] Go forth and love each [F] other now.
[A#] Like [Dm] cowboys would [Gm] have done.
We'll teach [Cm] the [A#] world to love.
The world to [D] love.
The world to love.
I love my dead [G] gay son.
I love my son.
[E] My [G] son.
[Am] My dead gay [G] son.
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You wait just a minute, Paul.
It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in.
They were not dirty.
[B] They were not wrong.
[F#]
They [B] were two lonely [F#] _
[C#] verses in the Lord's [F#] great song.
Our boys were pansies, Bill.
Yes!
My [Bm] boys are [E] homosexual, [A] and that don't [C#m] scare me [F#m] none.
[G] I want the world to [C#] know _ [F#] _ [C#] I love my [F#] dead gay son.
[B] I've been thinking, praying, [F#] reading some magazines, and it's time we opened our eyes.
[C] Well, the good Lord made the [F] universe, the Lord [G] created man, [Am] and I believe [C] it's all a [F#] part of His [D] gigantic plan.
[Fm] I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower, and why He chose to let our [A#] boys get busy in the shower. _ _
They [G#] were not dirty.
They [D#] were not true.
They [Cm] were just two straight laces [D#] in the Lord's [A#] big boots.
[G#m] Well, I never cared for [C#] homos much [F#] until I reared me one.
[E] But now I've learned [A#] to love.
I love my [D#] dead gay son.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _
[G] [C] I say my boy's in heaven, and he's tanning by the pool.
[Am] The [C] cherubim walk him and him, and Jesus says it's [G] cool.
[Fm] They don't have crime or hatred, [D#] there's no bigotry or person.
[C#] Just friendly fellows [Cm] dressed up like their [A#] favorite villain's purse.
_ _ They were [G#] not dirty.
They [D#] just had flair.
They were two bright red [D] villains in the Lord's long hair.
[G#m] Well, I used to see a homo and [F#] go reaching for my [G#] gun.
But now I've learned [E] to [A#] love.
And furthermore, [G#] these boys were brave as [Cm] hell.
These boys, they knew damn well those folks would judge them.
They [D#] were desperate to be free.
[B] They took [F#] a rebel's stance, [A#m] stripped to [D#m] their [G#] underpants.
Paul, I can't [F#] believe that you [G#] still refuse [F#] to get a clue.
[D] After all [A] that we've been through, [C#] I'm talking you and [C] me.
In the summer of 83.
_ _ _ _ _ That was one hell of a fishing trip.
_ _ _ _ [F] _
They _ [F#] _ _ [A#] were not [B] dirty.
No, and [F#] not perverse.
No, no, they were just two stray [C#] rhinestones from the Lord's big patch.
[Bm] Our job is now [E] continuing the work that they begun.
[G] Because now we love [C#] our God.
We love our [B] dead.
They were up there pisto dancing, [D#m] thumb of angel wings.
They'd [B] grab a mate and roll his gate [F#] while Judy Garland sings.
They live a playful afterlife [C#m] that's fancy, free, [F#m] and reckless.
[G#] They'd swing up on [C#] the pearly gates and wear a pearly necklace.
_ [Gm] _ They [C] were not dirty.
No, they were good men.
[G] Oh, and now they're [G] happy.
[F#] They're gone to the [Bm] Lord's big den. _
_ [A#] Go forth and love each [F] other now.
[A#] Like [Dm] cowboys would [Gm] have _ done.
We'll teach [Cm] the [A#] world to love.
The world to [D] love.
The world to love.
I love my dead [G] gay son.
I love my son.
[E] My [G] son. _
[Am] My dead gay [G] son. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in.
They were not dirty.
[B] They were not wrong.
[F#]
They [B] were two lonely [F#] _
[C#] verses in the Lord's [F#] great song.
Our boys were pansies, Bill.
Yes!
My [Bm] boys are [E] homosexual, [A] and that don't [C#m] scare me [F#m] none.
[G] I want the world to [C#] know _ [F#] _ [C#] I love my [F#] dead gay son.
[B] I've been thinking, praying, [F#] reading some magazines, and it's time we opened our eyes.
[C] Well, the good Lord made the [F] universe, the Lord [G] created man, [Am] and I believe [C] it's all a [F#] part of His [D] gigantic plan.
[Fm] I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower, and why He chose to let our [A#] boys get busy in the shower. _ _
They [G#] were not dirty.
They [D#] were not true.
They [Cm] were just two straight laces [D#] in the Lord's [A#] big boots.
[G#m] Well, I never cared for [C#] homos much [F#] until I reared me one.
[E] But now I've learned [A#] to love.
I love my [D#] dead gay son.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _
[G] [C] I say my boy's in heaven, and he's tanning by the pool.
[Am] The [C] cherubim walk him and him, and Jesus says it's [G] cool.
[Fm] They don't have crime or hatred, [D#] there's no bigotry or person.
[C#] Just friendly fellows [Cm] dressed up like their [A#] favorite villain's purse.
_ _ They were [G#] not dirty.
They [D#] just had flair.
They were two bright red [D] villains in the Lord's long hair.
[G#m] Well, I used to see a homo and [F#] go reaching for my [G#] gun.
But now I've learned [E] to [A#] love.
And furthermore, [G#] these boys were brave as [Cm] hell.
These boys, they knew damn well those folks would judge them.
They [D#] were desperate to be free.
[B] They took [F#] a rebel's stance, [A#m] stripped to [D#m] their [G#] underpants.
Paul, I can't [F#] believe that you [G#] still refuse [F#] to get a clue.
[D] After all [A] that we've been through, [C#] I'm talking you and [C] me.
In the summer of 83.
_ _ _ _ _ That was one hell of a fishing trip.
_ _ _ _ [F] _
They _ [F#] _ _ [A#] were not [B] dirty.
No, and [F#] not perverse.
No, no, they were just two stray [C#] rhinestones from the Lord's big patch.
[Bm] Our job is now [E] continuing the work that they begun.
[G] Because now we love [C#] our God.
We love our [B] dead.
They were up there pisto dancing, [D#m] thumb of angel wings.
They'd [B] grab a mate and roll his gate [F#] while Judy Garland sings.
They live a playful afterlife [C#m] that's fancy, free, [F#m] and reckless.
[G#] They'd swing up on [C#] the pearly gates and wear a pearly necklace.
_ [Gm] _ They [C] were not dirty.
No, they were good men.
[G] Oh, and now they're [G] happy.
[F#] They're gone to the [Bm] Lord's big den. _
_ [A#] Go forth and love each [F] other now.
[A#] Like [Dm] cowboys would [Gm] have _ done.
We'll teach [Cm] the [A#] world to love.
The world to [D] love.
The world to love.
I love my dead [G] gay son.
I love my son.
[E] My [G] son. _
[Am] My dead gay [G] son. _ _
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