Вступление и первый куплет:
I'm
coming up
only to hold you
under
I'm
coming up
only to show you
wrong
And to
know you is
hard, we wonder
To
know you,
all wrong we
were
Really too late to
call, so we wait for
Morning to wake you, that's all we got
To
know me as
hardly golden
Is
to know me
all wrong, they were
At
every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral
Every occasion, once more, it's called the funeral
Every occasion, know I'm ready for the funeral
Every occasion, oh, one billion-day funeral
I'm
coming up only
to show
you down, for
I'm
coming up only
to show
you wrong
To the
outside the
dead leaves, they're
on the
lawn
Before
they died,
had trees
to hang their
hopeOne final note:
For the G — chord, I play it barred b/c it sounds fuller
but feel free to use this variation as well: