Those Final Feet Michael Timmins [G] [D] [C] [G] [G] [D] [C] [G] [G] Place my body on the [D] funeral pyre, [C] Cut it loose to float down- [G] stream. Leave it frozen on a [D] mountain top, [C] suspend it high to be picked [G] clean. You said [D] never to grow [C] old, But you for- [G] got to tell me how. You said [D] never to grow [C] old And then sank your [G] teeth into those final feet. Last night I dreamt of [D] owls at my window. [C] I knew that time was winding [G] down. Turned to tell you [D] of my premonition, [C] changed my mind and lay back [G] down. You said [D] never to grow [C] old, But you for- [G] got to tell me how. You said [D] never to grow [C] old And then sank your [G] teeth into those final feet. No sense wasting the [D] time you got, [C] you got to walk down every [G] road. No sense pretending that you’re [D] what you’re not, [C] when you got to shoulder every [G] load. You said [D] never to grow [C] old, But you [G] forgot to tell me how. You said [D] never to grow [C] old And then sank your [G] teeth into those final feet. [D] [C] [G] [D] Cut it [C] loose, cut it loose, cut it [G] loose You said [D] never to grow [C] old, But you for [G] got to tell me how. You said [D] never to grow [C] old And then sank your [G] teeth into those final feet. Those final feet. Tabbed by Brian Davies |