Note: F shall be played as:
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Verse:
In the [F]straw-colored [Am]light
In [F]light rapidly [Am]changing
On a [F]life rapidly [Am]fading
Pre-chorus:
Have you [C]seen death [E]singing
Have you [C]seen death [E]singing
Verse:
With a [F]throat smooth as a [Am]lamb
Yet dry as a branch not snapping
He throws back his head
And he does not sing a thing mournful
Chorus:
Have you [C]seen death [E]singing
Have you seen death singing
Have you seen death singing
In the [E]straw-colored [Am]light
He sings a black embrade
And white opals swimming
In a child's leather purse
Have you seen death swimming
Have you seen death swimming
With a throat smooth as a lamb
Yet dry as a branch not snapping
He throws back his head
And he does not sing a thing mournful
Have you seen death singing
Have you seen death singing
Have you seen death singing
In the straw-colored light
He sings of youth enraged
And the burning of Atlanta
And these viral times
And May ribbons streaming
And straw-colored curls a-turning
A mother's vain delight
And woe to the sun
And woe to the young
Another hearse is drawn
Have you seen death singing
In the straw-colored light
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[-] [2] [-]
[-]- [3]x [-]-
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Verse:
In the [F]straw-colored [Am]light
In [F]light rapidly [Am]changing
On a [F]life rapidly [Am]fading
Pre-chorus:
Have you [C]seen death [E]singing
Have you [C]seen death [E]singing
Verse:
With a [F]throat smooth as a [Am]lamb
Yet dry as a branch not snapping
He throws back his head
And he does not sing a thing mournful
Chorus:
Have you [C]seen death [E]singing
Have you seen death singing
Have you seen death singing
In the [E]straw-colored [Am]light
He sings a black embrade
And white opals swimming
In a child's leather purse
Have you seen death swimming
Have you seen death swimming
With a throat smooth as a lamb
Yet dry as a branch not snapping
He throws back his head
And he does not sing a thing mournful
Have you seen death singing
Have you seen death singing
Have you seen death singing
In the straw-colored light
He sings of youth enraged
And the burning of Atlanta
And these viral times
And May ribbons streaming
And straw-colored curls a-turning
A mother's vain delight
And woe to the sun
And woe to the young
Another hearse is drawn
Have you seen death singing
In the straw-colored light