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Capo: 5
Capo 5 It's basically the same the whole way through |C |Am |Em | The strings are plucked as to the rhythm in the song for the introduction.
CMy boy builds Amcoffins with hEmammers and nails HeC doesn't build Amships, he has Emno use for sails HeC doesn't make tAmables, dEmressers or chairs He Ccan't carve a Amwhistle cause he Emjust doesn't care
My boy builds coffins for the rich and the poor Kings and queens have all knocked on his door Beggars and liars, gypsies and thieves They all come to him 'cause he's so eager to please
CMy boy builds cAmoffins he Emmakes them all day But it's Cnot just for Amwork and it Emisn't for play He's made Cone for hAmimself EmOne for me too COne of theseAm days he'llEm make one CForAm youEm------- CForAm youEm------- CForAm youEm------- CForAm youEm-------
My boy builds coffins for better or worse Some say it's a blessing, some say it's a curse He fits them together in sunshine or rain Each one is unique, no two are the same My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame That when each one's been made, he can't see it again He crafts every one with love and with care Then it's thrown in the ground and it just isn't fair My boy builds coffins he makes them all day But it's not just for work and it isn't for play He's made one for himself One for me too One of these days he'll make one for you