Half Man Half Biscuit - Tending The Wrong Grave For 23 Years

A mis^Atake has been made it's a ^Dfact they can't hide Though I'm ^Bmpartly to blame it can ^Enot be denied There ain't ^Ano use defending, it ^Dseems I've been ^Bmtending The ^Dwrong grave for ^Etwenty three ^Ayears. ^E

A ^Aletter dropped on to my ^Ddoormat one day And I ^Bmthought I'll ignore that - it ^Emight go away And I ^Atook up my shears to the ^Dplace where for ^Bmyears I pres^Dumed my sweet ^Edarling had ^Alain. ^E7

^ACurse those in charge of plots, ^Dcurse these forget-me-nots I've been ^Bmsharing my innermost thoughts with an Edward Mc^ECrae ^{E7 A}I'm inconsolable and at ^Dtimes uncontrollable Ah but ^Bmshe wouldn't know 'cos she's two hundred metres aw^Eay. ^E7

I'm ^Anumb from the sting that ^DI've been tend^Bming The ^Dwrong grave for ^Etwenty three ^Ayears, ^E Oh I ^Awalked up in Autumn, I ^Dran up in ^Bmspring To the ^Dwrong grave for ^Etwenty three ^Ayears,^E Oh ^Ading a ling a ling a ling, now ^Dain't that a ^Bmthing The ^Dwrong grave for ^Etwenty three ^Ayears, ^E The ^Dwrong grave for ^Etwenty three ^Ayears ^E The ^Dwrong grave for ^Etwenty three ^Dyears. ^E