Intro:
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EBAF#mA X2
Verse:
EB
She was diagnosed on a Friday,
A
The kids were almost home,
F#mAE
The kids were on their way back home from school,
B
Lying face down in the gutter,
A
Of unaccomplished dreams,
F#mAE
And broken memories of things to come.
B
"Sorry ma'am, I really am. I had to break the news.
AF#mA
I had to make the phone call to tell you that you're due,
EB
You know where, I'll tell you when,
AF#m
And I suggest you start living these next three weeks,
AE
The best way that you can."
BA
Every night for three long weeks,
F#mAE
She’d roam the hallways half asleep,
B
And as the footsteps fade away,
AF#mA
In my mind, I could swear, I could swear, I heard her say:
Chorus:
ABEF#mA
Don't wait for me, you’ve got a lot to do, you’ve got a lot to be,
B(stop)
And in the end maybe, I'll see you there.
Inter: EBAF#mA x4
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.