The Bullet & Big D
Bishop Allen
EP. Collection Vol.1
This song is a few cents flat, so make sure you tune down if you re gonna play along.
I apologize for the spacing of the chords. While they originally were perfectly spaced
with the chord changes, Ultimate Guitar isn t too friendly with Macs.
On Monday Dealey Plaza fills
with people on the way
to the court houses and meeting rooms
but me, I m free today
And I traced the path the motorcade
took back in sixty-three:
past the grassy knoll into the book depository.
They put in a museum where they say the shots were fired.
It s closed today but I don t mind;
I m already getting tired.
There s photographs and headlines
and diagrams of the street.
Theyâre showing the Zapruder film;
it s always on repeat.
Last night I dreamt I was the bullet
from frame 313;
the one that scattered his head around the limousine.
I was right there for his final thoughts of John John and Jackie
and oh my God Big D.
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Back then everybody worried further to the south.
Missiles screamed across Miami, trail and fall out.
Teachers drilled their students hiding underneath their desks
to fear the twitchy trigger finger of old Krushchev.
But Cuba couldn t kill nobody, not like Dallas could.
When I was growing up there, I understood
Remember when Iâd pick you up
outside your mothers house?
The two of you were fighting, and we promised we d get out
Out far from the narrowness and the confines and the doubt.
We d leave behind all that we know and never turn around.
Cut the strings and tear away from all that kept us down
and oh my god big D
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Now I fly out of Laguardia, or out of JFK
and I land at DFW and I drive down LBJ
and the houses and the shopping centers, don t make me afraid.
Why they ever did, it s hard now to explain
But you, you never really left, for you was it the same?
And oh my god Big D
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November 22nd I was at the kitchen sink
Just like everyone remembers where they were in â63.
The shudder that shot through me with that unexpected call.
I locked the bathroom door and hit my fist against the wall.
I should of come to rescue you, I should have should have yes
What happened in the past ten years, I coulda guessed
Remember when Iâd carry you, and lay you in your bed?
And promised to take care of you, but I just left instead.
Last night I dreamt I was the pills you swallowed down.
I tried to come back up, but you wouldn t let me out.
And I couldn t help but wonder, did think of me?
and oh my god big D
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