Emmy the Great - Edward is deadward

Farewell to ^CEd For Ed is d^Amead The careless b^Foy Laid to r^Gest A velvet fl^Coor To place his h^Amead An empty b^Fag A wooden ^Gchest

Still ^Ambeautiful in ^Gdeath The moisture f^Fogs my b^Creath Two hundred ^Amlowered e^Gyes A hundred m^Fute good^Cbyes

I never ^Amthought your thr^Ceats would come g^Good You never ^Amdid what you s^Caid you wo^Guld

Your mum an^Cd dad They look s^Amo old All huddled u^Fp In an inky c^Gloak

I’m not s^Curprised This room i^Ams cold It’s empty ^Ftoo It’s stinks of^G floss

I sat with d^Amad and drank some^G beer We hadn’t ^Fspoken since las^Ct year I took^Am his hand, le^Gd him upstairs Silently dr^Few his body ne^Car

I couldn’t^Am see, missed you s^Go much Missed you so la^Frge I had to f^Cuck Between your s^Amheets all charred with g^Grief The pillows t^Fainted with your drea^Cms

I didn’^Amt want to ^Cstop that ^Gfate I should’ve^Am said a^C thousand^G things Yeh, but^G hey

Like we agr^Ceed I will be b^Amrave I will pour w^Fhisky On your gra^Gve

Smoke cigar^Cettes Amongst the^Am stones Sprinkle cham^Fpagne Upon your bon^Ges

If bur^Amial restricts your vi^Gew I’ll bring th^Fe city here to^C you I’ll pack ^Amthe river and the ^Gclock Wrap it int^Fo a picnic b^Cox

With golden b^Amows And crystal m^Gugs My dancing he^Fels Will feel the ^Cmud We’ll disco b^Amoogie until the ^Gdawn I’ll teach the ^Fvillage how to ^Cmourn

My living r^Coom In future t^Amimes You’re just^F a face Above my fi^Gre

I futile so^Cund A distant c^Amhime I’ll think ^Fof this And I will c^Gry

Perhaps I’ll^Am drop my ^Gtoast The sound of sha^Fttered g^Class Thought I fo^Amrgot at l^Gast Some things just ne^Fver p^Cass Easy to s^Amay Hard to beli^Geve There’ll come a^F day That I don’t g^Crieve Until the ti^Amme My body lea^Gves I will reg^Fret That you don’t b^Creath