Chords for When I'm dead (Eric Bogle)

_ _ _ _ _ And _ this is a song we've sung a few times on the tour.
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When I'm dead, _ I'm gonna miss the [C] [G] music.
_ [Am] _ _ [D] The sound of [G] human voices sharp in the flat. _
_ _ _ Of audiences clapping [C] and a [G] thousand toes [Am] a-tapping.
[D] Shout some encore or get off you [G] tuneless twats. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ I'll _ miss the sounds of guitar sweetly [C] [G] playing. _
[Am] _ Behind [D] a stunning voice that's soaring [G] like a lark.
Of thrilling mighty motions rising, [C] _
[Bm] uplifted, _ [A] energizing.
[D] As a living light cuts [G] deep into my heart. _
_ But [C] I must admit I won't [G] miss Madonna. _ _ _
Or Shakira, or Rihanna, or [D] Beyonce.
_ _ _ Do we [G] all sound much the same?
Those _ [C] [G] superstars with their [Am] fun names.
Wish I [D] could steal a chain and flush them [G] all away. _ _ _
_ [C] None you can deceive, it [G] really doesn't bother me.
Call me a devil fart who's not right [D] in the [G] head.
_ [D] _ _ [G] Well after I'm gone, they'll play their [C] [G] music all [Am] day long.
[D] I won't care cause I'll be _ [G] f***ing dead. _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ When [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm dead, I'm gonna miss smoked [C] [G] whiskey.
_ [Am] _ _ [D] Ah the way it [Am] tastes [Bm] and [G] how it feeds my dreams. _ _
After a couple of wee drams, I'm [C] a totally [A] different man.
More [D] like James Bond and [G] less like Mr.
Pease.
_ _ _ _ And of course I'll miss my favorite, [C] the little [G]
sausage [Am] rolls.
[D] Those heart attacks in tasty [G] pastry wraps. _ _ _
_ And though it's not too slimming, I'll miss [C] roast beef [G] with all [Am] the trimmings.
And [D] roast potatoes swimming in lovely [G] animal fat.
_ _ _ But [C] I must admit I won't miss [G] _ _ zucchini's.
_ _ _ Or lettuce or broad beans or Brussels [D] sprouts.
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In planning my cuisine, I [C] include [G] nothing more [Am] important.
At my [D] age, left and green, I couldn't do [G] without. _
_ _ _ Though [C] sometimes in _ desperation, [B] at [G] my unhealthy meat fixation,
Carmel makes me a broccoli salad _ [D] instead.
[G] _ _ [D] _ When my [G] time on earth is done, she can serve [C] me broccoli [G] by the [Am] ton.
_ [D] I won't care cause I'll be [G] f***ing dead. _
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_ _ When I'm dead, _ I'm going to [C] miss breathing. _ _ _
_ [D] In fact that's what I think [G] I'll miss the most.
_ _ _ _ It's something that I've done since I [Cm] was very, [Eb] very young.
[Bb] [G] I've got quite good at it, though I'm not one to boast. _ _
_ _ _ I'll miss my morning cup [C] of coffee.
[G] _ _ [Am] A real [D] Colombian brand that just can't be [G] _
_ _ _ surpassed.
It's thick and it's strong like [C] Arnold [Bm] _
[Am] Schwarzenegger's slong.
_ [D] So you can stick your Starbucks [G] up your arse. _ _ _
But [C] I must admit I won't miss [G] smoking.
_ _ _ _ And the social stigma my [D] addiction brings.
_ _ And [G] how much it costs me every day to [C] look and [Bm] smell like can [Am] I spray.
Money [D] that could be better spent [G] on nicer _ things. _
_ I [C] could watch her harden in cash, _ [G] disappear in smoking ash.
_ Well it's enough to make a [D] blousey [G] red.
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[G] But after I cack it, they can charge [C] a thousand [Bm] bucks a [Am] bank. _ _
[D] I won't care, cause [G] I'll be fucking dead. _ _ _ _ _
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