Song: Family
Album: Cannibals With Cutlery
Capo on the 5th fret
[Am] [Fm] [C]
[Am] [Fm] [C]
[Am] [Fm] [C]
[Am] [Fm] [G]
When you [Am]go and the [Fm]wind blows you [C]home
You were [Am]wrong and the [Fm]fault was your o[C]wn
We were [Am]always gonna [Fm]end up back her[C]e
Friends who [Am]stayed and the [Fm]ones who dis[G]appear
Pre-Chorus:
The [C]difference between the [F]rut and the grave is an [C]inch
[C]Your caught in between the [F]earth and a rock like a [C]pinch
Chorus:
[F] I don't[G] sit so [Am]well
[F] Under[G] banks of B[C]oston
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
You're [Dm]hung up to dry and your s[F]trange
you're s[Dm]trange god knows
but your [C]loved loved loved
Vers:
You was [Am]all but your n[Fm]ever looking b[C]ack
You were [Am]young far too y[Fm]oung for words like [C]that
We were [Am]always gonna e[Fm]nd up back [C]here
Friends who s[Am]tayed, ones who r[Fm]aged and wrote and 'a[G]ppeared
Pre-Chorus:
The [C]difference between the [F]rut and the grave is an [C]inch
[C]Your caught in between the [F]earth and a rock like a [C]pinch
Chorus:
[F] I don't[G] sit so [Am]well
[F] Under[G] banks of B[C]oston
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
Bridge:
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
You're [Dm]hung up to dry and your s[F]trange
you're s[Dm]trange god knows
but your [C]loved loved loved
Chorus:
[F] I don't[G] sit so [Am]well
[F] Under[G] banks of B[C]oston
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
Album: Cannibals With Cutlery
Capo on the 5th fret
[Am] [Fm] [C]
[Am] [Fm] [C]
[Am] [Fm] [C]
[Am] [Fm] [G]
When you [Am]go and the [Fm]wind blows you [C]home
You were [Am]wrong and the [Fm]fault was your o[C]wn
We were [Am]always gonna [Fm]end up back her[C]e
Friends who [Am]stayed and the [Fm]ones who dis[G]appear
Pre-Chorus:
The [C]difference between the [F]rut and the grave is an [C]inch
[C]Your caught in between the [F]earth and a rock like a [C]pinch
Chorus:
[F] I don't[G] sit so [Am]well
[F] Under[G] banks of B[C]oston
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
You're [Dm]hung up to dry and your s[F]trange
you're s[Dm]trange god knows
but your [C]loved loved loved
Vers:
You was [Am]all but your n[Fm]ever looking b[C]ack
You were [Am]young far too y[Fm]oung for words like [C]that
We were [Am]always gonna e[Fm]nd up back [C]here
Friends who s[Am]tayed, ones who r[Fm]aged and wrote and 'a[G]ppeared
Pre-Chorus:
The [C]difference between the [F]rut and the grave is an [C]inch
[C]Your caught in between the [F]earth and a rock like a [C]pinch
Chorus:
[F] I don't[G] sit so [Am]well
[F] Under[G] banks of B[C]oston
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
Bridge:
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood
You're [Dm]hung up to dry and your s[F]trange
you're s[Dm]trange god knows
but your [C]loved loved loved
Chorus:
[F] I don't[G] sit so [Am]well
[F] Under[G] banks of B[C]oston
[F] You are my[C] blood
[F] you are my[C] blood