C 332010 D xx0232Em 022000F 133211G 320033 [INTRO] Em Am G B7 C (x2) -VERSE 1-Em Somewhere down the road,Am Well there's a ditch or there's a holeG B7 C That marks the spot where you will lie when you are cold.Em And you can run and you can hide,Am And you can bitch and you can whine,G B7 C But you'll never save your life. -CHORUS-G Am G Am When you meet death, be out of breath,G B7 And say you're pleased to see him because you're tired. Em Am G B7 C (x2) -VERSE 2-Em Now you can go down with the wreckAm Or you can scurry from the deckG B7 C But there's no way to save your skinny little neck,Em Am And you can pray to who you please and you can fall down on your knees,G B7 C But your feet will still get wet. -CHORUS/BRIDGE-G Am G Am When you meet death, be out of breath,G B7 F And say you're pleased to see him because you're tiredC Of wondering how much time you have left,A# Of worrying that you're no good at chess, It's your funeral anyway;Am G F Am G F D Choose your game, then let's play. Em Am G B7 C (x2) -CHORUS/OUTRO-G Am G Am When you meet death, be out of breath,G B7 And say you're pleased to see him -G B7 In fact you're waiting for this meeting,G B7 And well frankly his time-keeepingC B7 Leaves a lot to be desired,C B7 Em So tell that hooded huckster that he's fired.
Out Of Breath
Frank Turner
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