They'll Only Play My Music When I'm Dead chords - JB Beverley And The Wayward Drifters




E                                 A
I was singing and a swinging at this bar
E                                      B7
Just howling at the moon, chasing my star
E                               A
When this guy walked up to me & he said Man I dig that beat, 
B7                              E
& with them tunes of yours, you'll go far

Then after the show, I saw him turn to go
So I thanked him for his words and for his time
He said that damned FM dial, they won't play the old style
And brother man I swear that's a crime

A                                      E
And I said man you hit the nail on the head
                                B7
Them suites & ties in Nashville are sleeping in Golden beds
E                                            A
And they ain't trying to give a poor boy no bread
B7                                         E
But they might just play my music when I'm dead

I've been off and on this road since I was 17 years old
Been meeting lots of folks & living free
I've seen the absurd, wrote some hits you've never heard
Cuz' I get no love from Nashville Tennessee

I said I can't afford to settle down and wed
I've gotta roam this ole' highway till I paint it bloody red
I could help Momma retire, if I ate some led
Cuz' they'll only play my music when I'm dead
That's right, they'll only play my music when I'm dead





Copyright 2009 - Wayward Train Tramp Tunes, BMI


 

   
E                                 A
I was singing and a swinging at this bar
E                                      B7
Just howling at the moon, chasing my star
E                               A
When this guy walked up to me & he said Man I dig that beat, 
B7                              E
& with them tunes of yours, you'll go far

Then after the show, I saw him turn to go
So I thanked him for his words and for his time
He said that damned FM dial, they won't play the old style
And brother man I swear that's a crime

A                                      E
And I said man you hit the nail on the head
                                B7
Them suites & ties in Nashville are sleeping in Golden beds
E                                            A
And they ain't trying to give a poor boy no bread
B7                                         E
But they might just play my music when I'm dead

I've been off and on this road since I was 17 years old
Been meeting lots of folks & living free
I've seen the absurd, wrote some hits you've never heard
Cuz' I get no love from Nashville Tennessee

I said I can't afford to settle down and wed
I've gotta roam this ole' highway till I paint it bloody red
I could help Momma retire, if I ate some led
Cuz' they'll only play my music when I'm dead
That's right, they'll only play my music when I'm dead





Copyright 2009 - Wayward Train Tramp Tunes, BMI