capo: 2 fret
C
Oh when the summer sun come cutting
Like a clean razor blade
F
And I wake to the day and all the visions I've made
C
Reached out my hand for the curl of her hair
F
And whisper my dreams to the girl who's not there
G
Gather some memory from the night before
C G F
Where'd she go? she go, where'd she go?
G
Screaming of threats and slam of a door
C G F
Well I don't know, don't know, don't know
C
So I look to the window and the city below
F
From this bed of mine
Where I eat sweet jelly rolls
C
Think I'll put on my face
I'd like to fix me a drink
F
'Cause somewhere someone knows just what I think
G
Last night's but a question that hangs likes a noose
C G F
'Round my throat, my throat
G
Surely tonight, I'll invite its abuse
C G F
Well there's no hope, no hope, no hope
C
Goodness me, oh my
F
Oh my god, I still might be fine
G
Get through all the pains I fake
F
Poor boy could use a break
C
A break from my own daily hate, oh
F
"Pain is something no one else knows"
G
That's what I hear them say
F
But everyone bereaves the day
G C F
I said weary weary walk away
C
So I take to the streets like the dead to the grave
F
You light me a smoke because it's right to behave
C
And I'm all juiced up all morning because the morning is when
F
Heros stand tall in the statues of men
G
And all the pigeons adore me and peck at my feet
C G F
Oh the fame, the fame, the fame
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G
Someday they may use my head as a seat
C G F
Well I can't wait, can't wait, can't wait
C
Goodness me, oh my
F
Oh my god, I still might get by
G
Get through all the pains I fake
F
Poor boy could use a break
C
A break from my own daily hate, oh
F
"Pain is something no one else knows"
G
That's what I hear them say
F
But everyone bereaves the day
G C F
I said weary weary walk away
C G
When I die alone bury me deep
C
Way out west past Sunset Street
C7 F C G C
So I can hear old 29 when she goes rollin' by
C G
And when they come to claim my skin
C
And I go back where I begin
C7 F
Place the stones at my head and feet
C G C
Tell them all I've gone to sleep
C
And as the city unravels her metal bedroll
F C
I dirty her sheets with the stumble I stroll
And the people all stop just to watch me go by
F
With a thirst in my throat and a tear in my eye
C G F
So riddle me this while I lend you my soul in a song, in a song, a song
G
And balance the sky on these shoulders of mine
C G F
Until the dawn, the dawn, the dawn
C
Goodness me, oh my
F
Oh my god, I still might get by
G
Get through all the pains I fake
F
Poor boy could use a break
C
A break from my own daily hate, oh
F
"Pain is something no one else knows"
G
That's what I hear them say
F
But everyone bereaves the day
G C F G C
I said weary weary walk away
