Even Heroes Die Paul Thorn
Even Heroes Die
By Paul Thorn
7/10/2010
Capo 2
[Am]Midnight at[Am/G] Graceland in[F] '72[G]
[Am]Shooting TVs with[Am/G] groupies in th[F]e Jungle Roo[G]m
[Am]A little fame and[Am/G] fortune was[Am/F#] all he had[Am/F] left
[C]He had become a[G] parody[C] of himself
They dug his grave by the kitchen door
And millions of blue-haired ladies took the guided tour
His Chinese fan club came over on a boat
And took pictures at his birthplace in Tupelo
Chorus:
[F]Some disapp[C]ear, [G]they drop out of [C]sight
[F]Some stay too [C]long and get [G]crucified
Whoa this [F]world ain't no place to [C]be
When you're l[E7]arger than [Am]life,[Am/G] [F]ohh[G]h even heroes [Am]die[Am/G] [F] [G]
Over on the poor side of Birmingham
He was preaching on the corner but nobody gave a damn
Except a couple hookers and a homeless man
A dozen losers Were his best friends
At the church across the street, they were raising hell
They said if he is a man of God, why do his old clothes smell
They ran him out of town for disturbing the peace
He died on a shelter cot in his sleep
Chorus
Whoa, even heroes die
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