调:B minor
Verse 1
Everett's was the hand and eye
Everett's
line of verse
were worth
Everett's words were diamond
words
Whenever you heard them,
Oh
But men don't live by bread alone
You could find him anytime
Am
Turks
Gathered up the scraps
That
Everett tossed into our laps
That's how
Everett won his fame
We print them under
Dm
E
Am
Until it showed like a precious stone
Dm
E
Am
For all the pain to sparkle through
Dm
E
Am
Cause that's what poets do
And all of us at the
Maple
Leaf
Some folks live so close to death
That you can swear you smell
Poets live life on the brink
So
Everett's potty turned to ash
People came from near and far
To toast the
Bard at the
Bard's
E
Bar
We knew he would have
And
Everett, wherever you are
Leaning on some heavenly bar
Sloshed upon some sacred stool
Where
God serves his holy fools
Oh,
E
Em
Am
Aberyth, I know you've got his grace
Dm
E
Am
Tragedy into a divine comedy
Dm
E
Am
Your words, your words will outlive you
Cause
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