The Bones Of J.R. Jones - Sing sing

^EmSing, sing, won't y^Asus2ou sing for me? Beast ^Emin your belly, you've got to let it breathe ^EmSing, oh, sing^Asus2 for me Beast in your belly, ^Emlord, you've got to let it breathe

And wash, you better w^Asus2ash your hands ^Em Grab the soap, use your frying pan Cause you've been digging down, ^Asus2burying dead ^EmGrass grows tall on the things that you wish that you'd forget ^{Asus2 Em Asus2}

And ^Embetter clean, oh c^Asus2lean your plate ^Em Mama's been slavin' in the ^Asus2kitchen all day ^Em Make sure to wipe the f^Asus2ilth from your shoes ^Em

Down down in a hole in the g^Ground^Em There are ghosts that n^Asus2ever can be found ^EmHome home home i^Asus2s in the ground ^EmYou're only waiting at the ^Asus2end of the road

And^Em nothing's better than ^Asus2blood on blood ^EmI promise brother, you are safe with us There's no telling what tom^Asus2orrow will bring ^EmWe all have our devils and oh, you've got to let them sing

^EmSing, oh, ^Asus2sing for me ^EmBeast in your belly, you've got to let it breathe Sing, oh, ^Asus2sing for me ^EmBeast in your belly, lord, you've got to let it sing ^G