TOMBSTONE BOB

Composed by Brother Sun

(G)Bob was a fine young man, but he became a high society snob,
So we sadly nicknamed him, "Tombstone Bob";
(G)Bob had what (C)some would call i(G)magi(C)nation,
(G)He loved his (C)God and sought a (G)better (C)nation,
(G)But when he (C)turned just one day (G)past twenty-(C)nine,
(G)He left it (C)all just to (Em)wine and (D)dine

Chorus:
Isn't it a (Em)pity, livin' in the (D)city,
Bob found his (C)place in the rat (B7)race,
Well, he (Em)died at (G)thirty, (Bm)buried at (Am)sixty,
(G)Tombstone (C)Bob, he (Em)gave up (G)trying and (Bm)started (Am)dying,
(Em)Trapped within a (Am)system job, (Em)trapped within a (Am)system job

(G)To change the (C)world was Bob's one (G)dream while in his (C)youth,
(G)His soul was (C)eager to learn (G)knowledge of the (C)truth,
(G)But now he's (C)strictly just a (G)company man (C)neck-tied,
(G)He gave up (C)freedom for se(Em)curity and (D)pride

[Repeat Chorus]

(G)So, listen (C)children what your (G)Grandpa has to (C)say,
(G)Don't let that (C)buggy man (G)chase your dreams a(C)way,
(G)Keep serving (C)Jesus 'cause it's (G)never too late for (C)love,
(G)When your soul is (C)born again, you're (Em)always young enough, but

Chorus:
Isn't it a (Em)pity, livin' in the (D)city,
Bob found his (C)place in the rat (B7)race,
Well, he (Em)died at (G)thirty, (Bm)buried at (Am)sixty,
(G)Tombstone (C)Bob, he (Em)gave up (G)trying and (Bm)started (Am)dying,
(Em)Trapped within a (Am)system job, (Em)trapped within a (Am)system job

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