Amelia Blake - City Of The Dead
G C/G G C/G
repeat chords
This is the story of a sad destination
Of the little city that once thought it could
Am7 D
Where the fallen think they'll be called heroes
Am7 D D/C D/B D/A
Little hometown boys and girls made good
G D C
But they don't want you if you're still breathing
Em Bm C
They're suspicious if you're still alive
G D C
If you have dreams, then they don't need 'em
Em Bm C
This is the place you come to die
Chorus:
G D C
City of the dead - bow down at the grave and praise the belly of lead
G D C
City of the dead - statues carved in stone with words that dead men said
G D C
City of the dead - the river runs with a hunger that will never be fed
Em D C
By the city of the dead
Em Bm C
City of the dead
G C/G G C/G
Oh - the city of the dead
The dying drink to themselves in the taverns
They raise a toast to what might have been
But they thirst for what they'll never have
While they pray to the ghosts who listen in
And relics stand in a museum
Just in case some stranger doesn't know
That it's just another mausoleum
The tomb of what perished long ago
Chorus
Bridge:
Am7 G
And I'm packing my bags and I'm loading my car
Am7 D
And I'm joining the ranks of the souls who ran
Am7 D
'Cause they're digging my grave down by the river
Em Bm C
I've gotta get out while I still can
Chorus
repeat chords
This is the story of a sad destination
Of the little city that once thought it could
Am7 D
Where the fallen think they'll be called heroes
Am7 D D/C D/B D/A
Little hometown boys and girls made good
G D C
But they don't want you if you're still breathing
Em Bm C
They're suspicious if you're still alive
G D C
If you have dreams, then they don't need 'em
Em Bm C
This is the place you come to die
Chorus:
G D C
City of the dead - bow down at the grave and praise the belly of lead
G D C
City of the dead - statues carved in stone with words that dead men said
G D C
City of the dead - the river runs with a hunger that will never be fed
Em D C
By the city of the dead
Em Bm C
City of the dead
G C/G G C/G
Oh - the city of the dead
The dying drink to themselves in the taverns
They raise a toast to what might have been
But they thirst for what they'll never have
While they pray to the ghosts who listen in
And relics stand in a museum
Just in case some stranger doesn't know
That it's just another mausoleum
The tomb of what perished long ago
Chorus
Bridge:
Am7 G
And I'm packing my bags and I'm loading my car
Am7 D
And I'm joining the ranks of the souls who ran
Am7 D
'Cause they're digging my grave down by the river
Em Bm C
I've gotta get out while I still can
Chorus
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