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This one has vocals! Enjoy. This is planned for an album called "Family Portraits".
This is my dad's song. Like, it's FOR my dad. He didn't write it. I'll shut up.

Frank, Son of Man - Capo 1, chords in concert pitch


F Ab   Bb

God I think you are the only one, holy one

F

that can give me faith

Runnin’ through all my petroleum, -oleum

rattling my cage


Bbm  Ab

I’m runnin’ out in my bedsheets,

Eb Bbm

I’m takin’ the end seat, is washing enough?

In the opinion of thee mall, I’m

  Bb(major)

cheating at ski-ball I do it enough

  Db    Eb    Bb

and you can’t fight enough

no, you can’t fight enough


Chorus:

F  Ab Eb

See him walking on water in the distance

See him turn twenty dollars into wine

Gb Db

and I can’t ignore the feeling

 Eb  Bb  F

Frank, son of man, I’m a believer. I believe.


F     Gb  Ab F

Where did they come from?

When did they learn this?

Malnutrition

Brainly starvation


Solo

Ebm . . .|B . . .|Bb . . .|Bb . . .|

Ebm . . .|D . . .|F  . . .|F  . . .|


N.C.

Makin’ miracles, then show me one, holy one

this your great escape?

Last elixir can it hold enough, hold enough

body and blood I take


Bbm Ab

The inspiration to play on

Eb Bbm

emotional seance, I do what I know

The inhalation requires

strategical fires, get into my lungs


Bbm Ab

You pop a cork and can pour it

    Eb Bbm

you have to restore it, the glory above

a cinna-sting as we swallow

where men of the song go to wallow in love

and you can’t fight this love

no you can’t fight enough

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