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Capo: 5 Tuning:
I wanted an easy, but accurate version of this song so I ended up writing the chords myself (first one ever!). It's such a lovely song and hope more people can enjoy it as a result of my chords! Capo 5
I can smell the dCeath on the sheets CoCvering me CI can't believe this is the Gend
But tGhis is my deatChbed I lDie here aloEmne If I cGlose my eyes toCnight I knDow I'll be hoGme
The yGear was nineteen fortyDm one I was eighFt years old and Far, far too yCoung To knoGw that the stories Of battDmles and glory Was a taFle a kind mother Made up Cfor her son
You see
GDad was a traveling pDmreacher FTeaching the words of the TCeacher My mGother had sworn he Went Dmoff to the war And diedF there with honor SomewhCere on a beach there But he Emleft once to never Breturn Which tGaught me that I should uAnlearn WhateCver I thought a fGather should be I abA#andoned that thought Like he aAbandoned me
By Aforty seven I was foA9urteen I'd acGquired a taste for liquor and nDicotine I smoDmked until I threw Aup Yet I still lit 'em Eup For thEmaj7irty more yearE7s Like a maAchine
So rCight there you havGe it That Cone filthy haGbit Is whaAmt got me where I Gam todayD
I can smell the deCath on the sheets Covering me I can't bCelieve this iGs the end D I can hear thoseC sad memories
Still haunting me, So many things
CI'd do Gagain D But thiGs is my deCathbed I Dlie here aEmlone If I Gclose my eyes tonightC I knoDw I'll be hGome
I got mGarried on my twenty Dmfirst FEight months before my wife would give Cbirth It's eaGsier to be sure you love someonDme When her fFather inquires with the bCarrel of a gun The Emunion was far from harBmonious No two Gpeople could have been more alAone than us The yCears would go by and she'd lGove someone else And I rA#ealized I hadn't been lovAed yet myself
From Athere it's your typical A9spiel Yeah if lGife was a highway I was Ddrunk at the wheel I was sDmeeing the loose ends AAll fall apart Yeah I sEwear I was Emaj7destined to E7fail And fail from the Astart
I Cbowled about six times a Gweek The Cbottle of Beam kept the Gmemories from me The Cmarriage had taken a sGeven-ten split And aAmlong with my Gpride the ex-wDife took the kids
I can smell the Cdeath on the sheets, covering me I can't believe Cthis is the Gend D I can hear thoseC sad memories
Still haunting me So many things
CI'd do aGgain D But Gthis is my dCeathbed I Dlie here aEmlone If I cGlose my eyes Ctonight I Dknow I'll be hGome
I was sGo scared of Jesus But DmHe sought me out Like the cFancer in my lungs That's kiClling me now And I've gGiven up hope On the dDmays I have left But I Fcling to the hope Of my liCfe in the next Then JEmesus showed up Said, "BBefore we go up I Gthought that we might rAeminisce See one nCight in your life When you tGurned out the light You aA#sked for and prayed for Amy forgiveness"
You cried wAolf The F#mtears they soaked your fEur The blDood dripped from your fBmangs You sAaid, "What have I doEne?" You loved that LambBm With eAvery sinful bF#mone And tEhere you wept alone YourBm heart was so cEontrite
You said, "JBmesus, please forgive Ame of my cDrimes BmSanctify this wAithered heart of Dmine BmStay with me untilA my life is tDhrough And oBmn that day please Atake me home with yDou"
I can smell the death on the sDheets Covering me I can't believe this is the Aend E I can hear You wDhisper to me,
"It's time to leave
You'll never be lonely aAgain" E But tAhis was my dDeathbed I Edied there F#malone When I clAosed my eyes tDonight You cEarried me Dhome
Instrumental : (D A) x many times [Jon Foreman]
AI am the C#mWay Follow F#mMe And take My Dhand E And IA am the TC#mruth EmbF#mrace Me and you'll uDnderstand E And AI am the LC#might And for MGe you'll live Dagain For DI Eam F#mLove DI Eam F#mLove AI,D D E AI am Love