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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
DSomeday when it's all over, And they Gcome to carry Dme.
And you're walkin' slow and wearin' black
With the E7rest of the familAy. DAnd the choir stands to sing a song, Make Gsure it's one of Dmine. DI had a few more tunes DI wanted to write, But E7I ran oAut of Dtime.
[Chorus]
DSome I wrote for money, GSome I wrote for fDun. Some I wrote and threw away, never E7sang to anyA one. DOne I wrote for mama, and a Gcouple still aren't Dthrough. DI've lost track of all the rest, but the E7most I wArote for Dyou.
[Verse 2]
That Dday when it's all over, And you're Gsettin' all aloDne.
They'll come and ask you what you want.
To have E7written on my Astone. DTell'em when I was born and died, The Gyear and the Dday, DAnd if there's room for something more E7Here's what Ayou can Dsay.
[Chorus 2]
DSome he wrote for money, GSome he wrote for fDun. Some he wrote and threw away, never E7sang to any oAne. DOne he wrote for his mama, and never Gfinished two or Dthree DHe lost track of all the rest, but the E7most he Awrote for Dme
[Chorus]
DSome I wrote for money, GSome I wrote for fDun. Some I wrote and threw away, never E7sang to anyA one. DOne I wrote for mama, and a Gcouple still aren't Dthrough. DI've lost track of all the rest, but the E7most I wArote for Dyou.
[Outro]
DI lost track of all the rest, but the mE7ost I wrAote for yoDu.