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Intro: C G Em D C G Em D Verse: C G Em D The kids are in town for a funeral C G Em D So pack the car and dry your eyes C G Em D I know they got plenty of young blood left in ʼem C G Em And plenty nights under pink skies D C G Em D You taught ʼem to enjoy C G Em So clean the house, clear the drawers D Mop the floors, stand tall C G Em Like no oneʼs ever been here D Before or at all C G Em And donʼt you mention all the inches D That are scraped on the doorframe C G Em We all know you tiptoed D D Up to 4ʼ1 back in ʼ08 Chorus: C Em D If you could see ʼem now, youʼd be proud G But youʼd think theyʼs yuppiеs C Em D Your funeral was beautiful G C Em D G C Em D I bet God hеard you coming Verse: C G Em D The kids are in town for a funeral C G Em D And the grass smells the same as the day you broke your arm swinging C G Em D On that kid out on the river C G Em You bailed them out, never said a thing D About Jesus or the way heʼs livinʼ Chorus: C Em D If you could see ʼem now, youʼd be proud G But youʼd think theyʼs yuppies C G Your funeral was beautiful D Em I bet God heard you cominʼ C Em D G C Em D G Chorus: C Em D If you could see ʼem now, youʼd be proud G But youʼd think theyʼs yuppiеs C Em D Your funeral was beautiful G C I bet God hеard you coming C Em D G C Em D Outro: C G Em D The kids are in town for a funeral C G Em D So pack the car and dry your eyes C G Em D I know they got plenty of young blood left in ʼem C G Em And plenty nights under pink skies D C You taught ʼem to enjoy