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  • CHORDS: Hayes & The Heathens – Nobody Dies From Weed Chords on Piano & Ukulele

    These are Nobody Dies From Weed chords by Hayes & The Heathens on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.

     [Intro]
    E
              A   
    There’s a million 
    ways to 
    E  
    make grave, but 
    nobody dies from weed!
    
    [Verse 1]
           E    
    They decided to go to 
    the magic show where 
    A            E
    Flo she volunteered,
    To do her part for 
    the sake 
    of art, step up and 
         B    Bsus4  B
    disappear,
            E         
    And the crowd all 
    gasped when she 
    got halved 
    and they saw 
        A    A7
    her bleed,
          A7     
    Where some folks 
    croak from 
    E
    mirrors and smoke, but 
    B                E
    nobody dies from weed.
    
    

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    [Chorus 1]
    A         
    Nobody’s punched 
    their ticket on 
    E
    mother nature’s gift,
    Or gone to meet their 
    maker from puffin on a 
    B
    spliff,
      E         
    A hornet’s sting, 
    a boxing ring, 
                     A
    cancer storms or speed,
    In ways diverse folks 
    find the hearse but 
    B                E
    nobody dies from weed.
    
    [Interlude]
    E  A  E  B  E
    
    [Verse 2]
            E    
    Well he left his 
    home for 
    E7     
    Yellowstone with a 
    A                 
    dream and a fifth 
       E
    of rye,
       E       
    He parked his truck 
    and thanked 
    his luck when the 
                 B
    buffalo come by,
           E   
    He had cowboy pride 
    boy he 
    could ride but the 
    signs he 
            A    A7
    did not read,
    Some folks die from 
    E 
    being dumb, 
    B                E   
    but nobody dies from 
      E7
    weed.
    
    [Chorus 2]
    A                
    Nobody dies from 
                 E
    gettin\' high off o
    f god’s own grass,
    Never has that deep 
    inhale 
    turned out to be 
          B
    their last,
            E   
    To be a big earthquake, 
    a 
    hunk of steak, 
    E7           A
    envy lust or greed,
    Ways abound to get 
    E   
    under the ground 
        B                
    but nobody dies from 
    E
    weed.
    
    
    [Interlude]
    E  A  E  B  D
    D  D  D  B7
    
    [Chorus 3]
             A  
    When the roll is 
    called up yonder and 
    my 
    E
    spirit flies away,
    E 
    It won’t have one 
    thing to do with 
    getting’ 
                B7
    stoned that day,
         E 
    In a local bar, 
    the closest 
    star or some kind 
    of 
          A
    dirty deed,
    There’s a million 
    ways to 
    E   
    make the grave but 
    B7               E     E7
    nobody dies from weed.
    
    [Outro]
    A              E 
    Ways abound to get 
    underground, but 
    B
    nobody is gonna 
    die from weed!
    E  A  E
    D  A
    C  D  E