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The President's Dead is a song that Okkervil River has performed live in concert, but 
yet to record. It is pretty simple and the lyrics are amazing.

C               D               Am
The President’s dead, the radio said
                   C          D
Dear friends is it not so horrible?
              Am                               C
A shock to my heart like a knife right through bread,
              D                      C
The newspaper said, the President’s dead.
C               D                       Am
The sea doesn’t dry and the sky doesn’t split,
                    C                     D
But friends it just seems so wrong, don’t it?
                 Am                      C
A shout from the crowd and a shot to the head,
                 D                   C
The President’s lying on the tarmac dead.
C               D                               Am
He’s lying face down with those black dress day gents,
                    C                    D
Guns drawn running around in the early o-bits,
                  Am                        C
Say he was a good man, you can’t argue with that,
              D                  C
Not today you can’t, not now you can’t.
C             D                             Am
In the media tent, where they spin and they slant,
                       C                          D
They just foam at the mouth and they chomp at the bit,
                       Am                              C
Those bloodsuckers can wait, ‘till those vultures cool it,
           D                    C
The radio said, the President’s dead,
C                     D                       Am
And let’s imagine the day, let’s say 30 years in,
                  C                        D
How somebody will say what were you doing when,
               Am                   C
On a beautiful day I was waking up and
               D               C
I was lying in bed with my girlfriend
C                    D                    Am
And the eggs on the plate and the bacon hissing
                    C                             D
And the coffee was great, these was spring on the wind,
                            Am                     C
If you ever lived through a day where the littlest things,
                D                            C
in the littlest ways, made you feel you were blest.
C                     D                            Am
And if you died right then, well you know you’d be missed,
                      C                D
But there’s no better way to cease to exist,
                      Am                     C
And you wouldn’t feel sad and you wouldn’t resist,
                          D                         C
Because you knew what you had and were thankful for it,
C                  D                           Am
In your own little way, well I’m a small quiet man,
                    C                        D
I’ve got no wars to win, I don’t have a big plan,
                  Am                       C
But I love my new place and I love my old friends,
                   D                          C
And I scrimp and I save and one day I’ll have kids,
C                D                        Am
I can truthfully say that my day was like that,
                C                           D
‘till the radio playing on the stand by the bed,
                Am                            C
fired out this report and in three words they said,
                       D                     C D Am C
Like three shots to my head, the President’s dead.
                 C D Am C
The President’s dead.
                 C D Am C
The President’s dead.
C D Am C
C D Am C

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