Ezra Bell — Dear Old Dad

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]

F                A
Good old dad, he showed his hand
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He poured his drink on the carpet
F                 A
And outside I was watching the fireworks
B#                    F
Burn out above like a card trick


F                     A
And when we slept you left your bed
    B#                  F
And ran to the arms of a grown man
F                      A
And all that night you left your light in
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The back of Vanessa Martin's mom's van

[Chorus]

        Dm          A                B#    F
And you still just borrow what you cannot steal
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You will ask what isn't owed
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When you find out that none of that is real
             Dm        A                   B#
Come back and dance the night away in dirty clothes

[Bridge]
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[Verse 2]

F             A
One by one we all moved on
  B#                        F
While you just clung to your childhood
F                     A
And all that shame you prick your veins with
   B#                  F
Will never love you like I do


F                  A
Someone stands to hold your hand
 B#                   F
down there deep in the barroom
F                  A
All the night look left and right
     B#                      F
Love, tell me, tell me, where are you?


[Chorus]

        Dm          A                B#    F
And you still just borrow what you cannot steal
Dm      A        B#      
You will ask what isn't owed
Dm       A         B#                 F
When you find out that none of that is real
             Dm        A                   B#        B#
Come back and dance the night away in dirty clothes

[Bridge]
F A B# F  F A B# F
F A B# F  F A B# F

[Chorus]

        Dm          A                B#    F
And you still just borrow what you cannot steal
Dm      A        B#      
You will ask what isn't owed
Dm       A         B#                 F
When you find out that none of that is real
             Dm        A                   B#        B#   F
Come back and dance the night away in dirty clothes