Funeral of the king chords by Hoyt Axton

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Verse 1
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Like a rodeo bull in a child's ballet
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D
He lived his life in danger
I could tell one thing by the
songs he'd sing
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That love was not a stranger
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To the man, leader of the band
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Playing at the funeral of the king
You could see him run in the morning sun
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And some say he was flying
When he sang his eyes were clear
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and he had no fear of dy in'
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Not the man, the leader of the band,
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playin' at the funeral of the king
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Hail to the chief and the soldier blue,
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I sing to the stars like I sing to you
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There's a whole lot of heaven
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in a woman's eyes
A whole lot of pain in a
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rich man's eyes
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D
Money can't buy you love,
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money can't buy you love
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Hail to the chief and a soldier blue
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I sing to the stars like I sing to you
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There's a whole lot of heaven
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in a woman's eyes,
a whole lot of pain in a
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rich man's eyes,
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D
money can't buy you love,
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money can't buy you love
D
Like a rodeo bull in a child's ballet
G
D
he lived his life in danger
I could tell one thing by the
songs he'd sing
G
D
that love was not a stranger
A
G
To the man, the leader of the band,
D
Playin' at the funeral of the king
You could see him runnin'
the mornin' sun
G
D
And some say he was flyin'
When he sang his eyes were clear
G
D
And he had no fear of dyin'
A
G
Not the man, the leader of the band
D
Playing at the funeral of the king
A
G
Hail to the chief and soldier blue
D
I sing to the stars like I sing to you
A
There's a whole lot of heaven
G
in a woman's eyes
D
A whole lot of pain in a rich man's life
Money can't buy you love
Money can't buy you love
Outro 1
Money can't buy you love
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