Key: B minor
Verse 1
Am
A
Am
My daddy was a myth maker,
A
F#m
like his daddy before him
A
Am
A
He had a limited reason,
A
Am
A
F#m
So when I struck out on a big scheme,
in a family of one
struck a deep sea,
panning for a man without a son
Am
F
Am
F
I arrived in winter, no bags, no luck at all
C
Am
C
Dm
But soon I built collections,
D
C
Am
C
Dm
the best ideas sur vive
F
Dm
F
Have I stayed small?
Gm
F
A 80 note tune in a rag
Gm
F
like a book of foreign stamps
Gm
F
Jewelry, ores, and rarities
E
F
Am
A
Am
A
are not signed, fucking classics
F#m
A
C
My sticks, they raided Nassau birds
A
Aaug
Found by rags of town
A
Aaug
The judge didn't cause him harm,
Aaug
F
I gave to him the life I always wanted,
was the crime, the harm, the hurt
C
Am
People passing through like flies,
A
Am
just pinned onto a rod and loaded,
I realise I'll never get my
mention in dispatches
clean pressed daisy
Gm
F
Known to name and rank
Gm
F
like a book of foreign stamps
clean pressed daisy
Gm
F
Known to name and rank
Gm
F
Curios and rarities
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