Jim Wise

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C                                 
Spent the day with my dad and his 
     F           C
old friend, Jim Wise.
               Am               
He's on house arrest and he sits 
     G
around and sighs.
C                             
We brought him food from Panera 
              F
Bread, the snoring son rolled out of
 bed,
Am                                
He talked about his ninety 
       G
Corvette, his warehouse job, and his
 knee replacement.

C

C                                 
Jim Wise mercy killed his wife in 
  F                   C
a hospital at her bedside,
                   Am              
And he put the gun to his head and 
     G
it jammed and he didn't die.
C                                 
He awaits trial all summer long 
       F                          
and his eyes welled up when he told 
C
us
                    Am      
about how much she loved the 
            G
backyard garden and the budding 
rosebush.

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F               C

                Am           
She loved the garden, and its 
          G
budding rosebush.
           F                       
Spent the day with my dad, and his 
            C
friend Jim Wise.


C                                 
Spent the day with my dad and his 
     F           C
old friend, Jim Wise.
                      Am           
He's got a big thick ankle bracelet
         G
 and he can't go outside.
C                                 
He's got a long white Amish man's 
           F     C
beard and a catheter,
                        Am      
And he'll be headed to Mansfield 
                G
prison by the end of the year for 
sure.


C                              F
His shelves are sticky old ratty 
boards,
F
His albums are The Doors and Stevie 
Nicks,
Am
His kitchen cabinets are full of 
baked beans,
G
His TV is silent, words flash across
 the screen
    C
and he stares off into dead air.




C                                 
Jim Wise killed his wife out of 
        F             C
love for her at her bedside.
                        Am         
And then he put the gun to his head
          G
 but he failed at suicide.
C                                 
His trial's coming up in the fall 
         F                       
and he sighed when we stepped out 
         C
and we left.
                        Am  
And I pointed out the pretty 
           G
cardinal perched on the empty 
birdbath.

F       C

               Am                  
The bright red cardinal, the empty 
 G
birdbath.
           F                     
Spent the day with my dad and his 
           C
friend Jim Wise.