Artist: Low
Album: The Great Destroyer
Song: Death of a Salesman
Tabbed by: Adam
A E
So I took my guitar,
F#m C#m
And I threw down some chords,
D A E
And some words I could sing without shame.
A E
And I soon had a song,
F#m C#m
I played it around,
D A E
For some friends but they all said the same.
A E
They said music;s for fools,
F#m C#m
You should go back to school,
D A E
The future's in prisons and math.
A E
So I did what they said,
F#m C#m
Now my children are fed,
D A E
Cos they pay me to do what I'm asked.
A E
I forgot all my songs,
F#m C#m
The words now are wrong,
D A E
And I burned my guitar in a rage.
A E
But the fire came to rest,
F#m C#m
In your white velvet breast,
D A E A
So somehow I just know that it's safe.
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