Intro:
   Fadd9 C Am7 G 
   F C Am7 G 

Verse 1:
F            C             Am7     G 
The kids are in town for a funeral
F           C                Am7  G 
So pack the car and dry your eyes
F               C         Am7                 G 
I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em
F          C                 Am7
And plenty nights under pink skies
    G                 F C Am7 G 
You taught 'em to enjoy

Verse 2:
F            C                Am7
So clean the house, clear the drawers
        G 
Mop the floors, stand tall
F                 C     Am7
Like no one's ever been here
      G 
Before or at all
F             C               Am7
And don't you mention all the inches
         G 
That are scraped on the doorframe
F      C           Am7
We all know you tiptoed
        G            Fsus2
Up to 4'1 back in '08

Chorus:
F                    Am7           G 
If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud
          C
But you'd think they's yuppiеs
F           Am7        G 
Your funeral was beautiful
          C
I bet God hеard you coming

Solo:
   F Am7 G   C
   F Am7 G 

Verse 3:
F            C               Am7   G 
The kids are in town for a funeral
F        C                      Am7               G 
 And the grass all smells the same as the day you broke your arm swinging
F            C          Am7   G 
 On that kid out on the river
F               C                 Am7
You bailed them out, never said a thing
                   G 
About Jesus or the way he's livin'

Chorus:
F                    Am7           G 
If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud
          C
But you'd think they's yuppies
F           C
Your funeral was beautiful
G        Am7
I bet God heard you comin'

Solo:
   F Am7 G   C
   F Am7 G   C

Chorus:
F                    C             G 
If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud
          Am7
But you'd think they's yuppiеs
F           Am7
Your funeral was beautiful
G        C            (F)
I bet God hеard you coming

Solo:
   F Am7 G   C
   F Am7 G 

Outro:
F               C            Am7   G 
The kids are in town for a funeral
F           C                Am7  G 
So pack the car and dry your eyes
F               C          Am7                 G 
I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em
F                C        Am7
And plenty nights under pink skies
    G                F
You taught 'em to enjoy
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