Your Funeral, My Trial Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
[F]I am a crooked [Am]man
And I've [F]walked a crooked [Am]mile
[Em]Night, the shameless [G]widow
Doffed her [Am]weeds, i[G]n [Em]a p[Dm]ile
The [Em]stars [F]all [G]winked at me
They [Em]shamed[F] a c[G]hild
Your funeral, my [F]trial[G]
[F]One thousand Marys[Am] lured me
Into [F]gulleys damp with [Am]clover
[Em]Bird with crooked [G]wing cast
[Am]Its w[G]icked s[Em]hadow[Dm] over
A ba[Em]uble moo[F]n di[G]d mock
And [Em]trinket sta[F]rs d[G]id smile
Your funeral[F], my t[G]rial
Here I am, little lamb,
Let all the bells in whoredom ring
All the crooked bitches that she was
Mongers of pain
Saw the moon
Become a fang
Your funeral, my trial
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