He's Dead Jim
Words and music by Julia Ecklar


Intro: Am G E E7 Am

    Am           /
The epitaph for any man
   F              E
Is oft devoid of joy.
     Am           /
This epitaph fit many men,
      F                  E
Some old, some yet mere boys.


	      Am          /
	"He's dead, Jim.
	                G    /
	He's gone and died.
	     Am              /
	He's croaked off,
	             G      /
	I don't know why.
	       F                    /
	Some weird disease we've found
	     E                Am
	Has put him six feet down.
	    E
	Cremation
	      E7
	Has claimed him.
	      Am
	He's dead, Jim."

So, spacemen, fear this sentence well;
Bones hasn't missed one yet.
The day these words sound as your knell,
There's a day you won't forget.

	"He's dead, Jim.
	He's lost and gone.
	He punched out
	That Klingon wong.
	Life's feeble flutter flew
	And left his bod with you.
	Despace him,
	Replace him.
	He's dead, Jim."