Ezra Bell - Dear old dad

^FGood old dad, he ^Ashowed his hand ^BbHe poured his drink on the c^Farpet ^FAnd outside I was ^Awatching the fireworks ^BbBurn out above like a ^Fcard trick

^FAnd when we slept you ^Aleft your bed And ^Bbran to the arms of a^F grown man ^FAnd all that night you ^Aleft your light in ^BbThe back of Vanessa Martin's ^Fmom's van ^F

And you ^Dmstill just b^Aorrow what you ca^Bbnnot s^Fteal ^DmYou will^A ask what^Bb isn't owed ^DmWhen you ^Afind out t^Bbhat none of that is^F real Come back and^Dm dance the^A night away in dirty^Bb clothes

^FOne by one we ^Aall moved on Wh^Bbile you just clung to your^F childhood ^FAnd all that shame you^A prick your veins with Wil^Bbl never love you lik^Fe I do

^FSomeone stands to h^Aold your hand d^Bbown there deep in the^F barroom ^FAll the night look ^Aleft and right Love,^Bb tell me, tell me, where^F are you?

And you ^Dmstill just b^Aorrow what you ca^Bbnnot s^Fteal ^DmYou will^A ask what^Bb isn't owed ^DmWhen you ^Afind out t^Bbhat none of that is^F real Come back and^Dm dance the^A night away in dirty^Bb clothes ^Bb

And you ^Dmstill just b^Aorrow what you ca^Bbnnot s^Fteal ^DmYou will^A ask what^Bb isn't owed ^DmWhen you ^Afind out t^Bbhat none of that is^F real Come back and^Dm dance the^A night away in dirty^Bb clothes ^{Bb F}