Benjamin Tod - The paper and the ink

Your ^C/Garrow ain't sharp but age may deadly your^Dm aim If I'll ^Fkill and get killed my dear, would you ^Glove me the ^C/Gsame And ^C/Gas I get older, I realize that time has a ^Dmway And the ^Fpatience you've build in your youth will dis^Gcern how you ^C/Gage

And some ^Dmsong I'd swore I'd never sing From ^Amyears before I held a dream My ^Dmpages worn like oaths I keep I'll ^Fdie between the ^Gpaper and the ^C/Gink

This ^C/Gjournal ain't mine but it's filled with my mise^Dmry Passed ^Fdown by a friend who was taken too ^Gsoon to com^C/Gplete And ^C/Gbound in the blood of living like we were de^Dmceased Now I ^Flive with the debt that it easily ^Gcould have been ^C/Gme

And some ^Dmsong I'd swore I'd never sing From ^Amyears before I held a dream My ^Dmpages worn like oaths I keep I'll ^Fdie between the ^Gpaper and the ^C/Gink

So ^C/Glay your head easy, don't shed tears for ^Dmme We are ^Fgiven this life but nobody ^Gsaid it was ^C/Gfree ^C/GOh, ooooh, oooooh, ohohohooo, ^DmOoh ^FMhhhhh-Mhhhh-Mhhhh-^GMhhhh-^AmMhhh

And some ^Dmsong I'd swore I'd never sing From ^Amyears before I held a dream My ^Dmpages worn like oaths I keep I'll ^Fdie between the ^Gpaper and the ^C/Gink