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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