Florence + the Machine - My Boy Builds Coffins: chords

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My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails
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He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails
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He doesn't make tables, dressers or chairs
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He can't carve a whistle cause he just doesn't care

My boy builds coffins for the rich and the poor
Kings and queens, they've all knocked on his door
Beggars and liars, gypsies and thieves
They all come to him because he's so eager to please

Chorus:
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My boy builds coffins he makes them all day
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But it's not just for work and it isn't for play
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He's made one for himself
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One for me too
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One of these days he'll make one
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For you
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For you
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For you
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For you

My boy builds coffins for better or worse
Some say it's a blessing, some say it's a curse
He fits them together in sunshine or rain
Each one is unique, no two are the same

My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame
That when each one's been made, he can't see it again
He crafts everyone with love and with care
Then it's thrown in the ground, it just isn't fair

Chorus:
My boy builds coffins, he makes them all day
But it's not just for work and it isn't for play
He's made one for himself
One for me too
And one of these days he'll make one for you
For you, for you, for you