Chords for Okkervil River- The President Is Dead
Tempo:
149.8 bpm
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The [A] president's dead, the radio [Em] said, dear friends, [G] is it not so [A] horrible?
A shot [Em] through my heart like a knife right [G] through bread, the [A] newspaper said.
The [D] president's dead, the sea [A] doesn't dry and the sky [Em] isn't split, but friends, [G] it just seems so wrong, [A] don't it?
A shot [Em] from the crowd and a shot [G] in the head, the [A] president's lying on the [D] tarmac dead.
He's lying [A] face down with those black-dressed [Em] agents, guns drawn running [G] around, and the early [A] op-eds say he was [Em] a good man.
You can't argue [G] with that, not today you [A] can't, not now you can't.
In the media tent where they spin and they [Em] slam, they just foam at [G] the mouth and they champ at [A] the bit.
Those bloodsuckers [Em] can wait till those vultures [G] cool it.
The [A] newscaster said, the [D] president's dead, and let's imagine [A] the way, let's say 30 [Em] years in, how somebody [G] will say, what were [A] you doing when, on a beautiful [Em] day, I was waking [G] up and I was lying [A] in bed with [D] my girlfriend.
And the eggs [A] on the plate and the bacon [Em] hissing, and the coffee [G] was great, there was spring [A] on the wind.
Have you ever [Em] lived through a day where the [G] littlest things in the littlest [A] ways made you feel you [D] were blessed?
And if you [A] died right then, well you know you'd [Em] be missed, but there's no [G] better state to cease to [A] exist.
And you wouldn't [Em] feel sad and you wouldn't [G] resist, cause you knew what [A] you had, and were thankful [D] for it in your own [A] little way.
I'm a small, [Em] quiet man, I've got no [G] wars to win, I don't have a big [A] plan, but I love my [Em] new place.
And I love [G] my old friends, and I scrimp [A] and I save, and one day I'll [D] have kids.
I can [A] truthfully say that my day was [Em] like that, till the radio, [G] playing on the stand [A] by the bed, fired [Em] out this report, and in three [G] words they said, like three shots [A] to my
[D] President's dead.
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[Em] [G] Oh, it's [D] President's [A] dead.
[Em] President's [G] dead.
[D] President's dead.
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[Em] Oh, [G] it's [D] President's dead.
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[Em] President's dead.
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A shot [Em] through my heart like a knife right [G] through bread, the [A] newspaper said.
The [D] president's dead, the sea [A] doesn't dry and the sky [Em] isn't split, but friends, [G] it just seems so wrong, [A] don't it?
A shot [Em] from the crowd and a shot [G] in the head, the [A] president's lying on the [D] tarmac dead.
He's lying [A] face down with those black-dressed [Em] agents, guns drawn running [G] around, and the early [A] op-eds say he was [Em] a good man.
You can't argue [G] with that, not today you [A] can't, not now you can't.
In the media tent where they spin and they [Em] slam, they just foam at [G] the mouth and they champ at [A] the bit.
Those bloodsuckers [Em] can wait till those vultures [G] cool it.
The [A] newscaster said, the [D] president's dead, and let's imagine [A] the way, let's say 30 [Em] years in, how somebody [G] will say, what were [A] you doing when, on a beautiful [Em] day, I was waking [G] up and I was lying [A] in bed with [D] my girlfriend.
And the eggs [A] on the plate and the bacon [Em] hissing, and the coffee [G] was great, there was spring [A] on the wind.
Have you ever [Em] lived through a day where the [G] littlest things in the littlest [A] ways made you feel you [D] were blessed?
And if you [A] died right then, well you know you'd [Em] be missed, but there's no [G] better state to cease to [A] exist.
And you wouldn't [Em] feel sad and you wouldn't [G] resist, cause you knew what [A] you had, and were thankful [D] for it in your own [A] little way.
I'm a small, [Em] quiet man, I've got no [G] wars to win, I don't have a big [A] plan, but I love my [Em] new place.
And I love [G] my old friends, and I scrimp [A] and I save, and one day I'll [D] have kids.
I can [A] truthfully say that my day was [Em] like that, till the radio, [G] playing on the stand [A] by the bed, fired [Em] out this report, and in three [G] words they said, like three shots [A] to my
[D] President's dead.
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[Em] [G] Oh, it's [D] President's [A] dead.
[Em] President's [G] dead.
[D] President's dead.
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[Em] Oh, [G] it's [D] President's dead.
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[Em] President's dead.
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_ _ The [A] president's dead, the radio [Em] said, dear friends, [G] is it not so [A] horrible?
A shot [Em] through my heart like a knife right [G] through bread, the [A] newspaper said.
The [D] president's dead, the sea [A] doesn't dry and the sky [Em] isn't split, but friends, [G] it just seems so wrong, [A] don't it?
A shot [Em] from the crowd and a shot [G] in the head, the [A] president's lying on the [D] tarmac dead.
He's lying [A] face down with those black-dressed [Em] agents, guns drawn running [G] around, and the early [A] op-eds say he was [Em] a good man.
You can't argue [G] with that, not today you [A] can't, not now you can't.
In the media tent where they spin and they [Em] slam, they just foam at [G] the mouth and they champ at [A] the bit.
Those bloodsuckers [Em] can wait till those vultures [G] cool it.
The [A] newscaster said, the _ [D] president's dead, and let's imagine [A] the way, let's say 30 [Em] years in, how somebody [G] will say, what were [A] you doing when, on a beautiful [Em] day, I was waking [G] up and I was lying [A] in bed with [D] my girlfriend.
And the eggs [A] on the plate and the bacon [Em] hissing, and the coffee [G] was great, there was spring [A] on the wind.
Have you ever [Em] lived through a day where the [G] littlest things in the littlest [A] ways made you feel you [D] were blessed?
And if you [A] died right then, well you know you'd [Em] be missed, but there's no [G] better state to cease to [A] exist.
And you wouldn't [Em] feel sad and you wouldn't [G] resist, cause you knew what [A] you had, and were thankful [D] for it in your own [A] little way.
I'm a small, [Em] quiet man, I've got no [G] wars to win, I don't have a big [A] plan, but I love my [Em] new place.
And I love [G] my old friends, and I scrimp [A] and I save, and one day I'll [D] have kids.
I can [A] truthfully say that my day was [Em] like that, till the radio, [G] playing on the stand [A] by the bed, fired [Em] out this report, and in three [G] words they said, like three shots [A] to my_ _
_ [D] _ President's dead.
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_ [Em] _ President's [G] dead. _ _
[D] _ President's dead.
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A shot [Em] through my heart like a knife right [G] through bread, the [A] newspaper said.
The [D] president's dead, the sea [A] doesn't dry and the sky [Em] isn't split, but friends, [G] it just seems so wrong, [A] don't it?
A shot [Em] from the crowd and a shot [G] in the head, the [A] president's lying on the [D] tarmac dead.
He's lying [A] face down with those black-dressed [Em] agents, guns drawn running [G] around, and the early [A] op-eds say he was [Em] a good man.
You can't argue [G] with that, not today you [A] can't, not now you can't.
In the media tent where they spin and they [Em] slam, they just foam at [G] the mouth and they champ at [A] the bit.
Those bloodsuckers [Em] can wait till those vultures [G] cool it.
The [A] newscaster said, the _ [D] president's dead, and let's imagine [A] the way, let's say 30 [Em] years in, how somebody [G] will say, what were [A] you doing when, on a beautiful [Em] day, I was waking [G] up and I was lying [A] in bed with [D] my girlfriend.
And the eggs [A] on the plate and the bacon [Em] hissing, and the coffee [G] was great, there was spring [A] on the wind.
Have you ever [Em] lived through a day where the [G] littlest things in the littlest [A] ways made you feel you [D] were blessed?
And if you [A] died right then, well you know you'd [Em] be missed, but there's no [G] better state to cease to [A] exist.
And you wouldn't [Em] feel sad and you wouldn't [G] resist, cause you knew what [A] you had, and were thankful [D] for it in your own [A] little way.
I'm a small, [Em] quiet man, I've got no [G] wars to win, I don't have a big [A] plan, but I love my [Em] new place.
And I love [G] my old friends, and I scrimp [A] and I save, and one day I'll [D] have kids.
I can [A] truthfully say that my day was [Em] like that, till the radio, [G] playing on the stand [A] by the bed, fired [Em] out this report, and in three [G] words they said, like three shots [A] to my_ _
_ [D] _ President's dead.
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_ [Em] _ _ _ [G] Oh, it's _ [D] President's _ [A] dead. _ _
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