Blind Pilot - The bitter end

If ever you should ^Amdie I know I'll shave my head^G Its not a morbid t^Amhought, I mean it out of love

^EmCome back d^Caddy ^DCome back to the bitter en^Cd ^BmCome back d^Caddy ^DHounds-tooth coats and vit^Camins

^GIf ever the sea c^Amlaims the cities on the coast^G Before the last bridge bl^Amows I know I will propose

^EmCome back b^Caby ^DArmed with paddles in your^C hands ^BmCome back b^Caby ^DCome back to the bitter en^Cd

The soil on the s^Ampade will be my love and hurt^G The cellphone satelli^Amtes will hurl to the earth^D To the earth^C

^ABut in the ^Fmoon There is ha^Clf of our s^Fhadow on ^AFrom in the w^Fomb There are str^Cange sounds on the wat^Fer front And it t^Gakes a monk To l^Dose it^G all

^CCome back baby ^GCome back to the bitter ^Fend ^CCome back ever^Gything that caught up in the p^Flans ^CCome back baby ^GCome back to the bitter e^Fnd ^CCome back everyth^Ging that put salt in the s^Fand ^C