E|-----------------------|F#m C#m Lately, I've been cruel to my babyF#m C#m She asks if I'm hers and I only say maybeF#m C#m Playing the fool, who knows nothing about loveF#m A B E I act like I doubt it, but I'm nothing without itA B If I should leave you, darling you would knowE That I'm chasing the only game in townF#m That's running itself right back into the groundA And I won't be too old, when the story is toldB E Of a man who was wrongF#m C#m 'Cause I know, you belong in the churchyardF#m C#m Growing flowers, writing home on a postcardF#m C#m And its ok to belong to the old timesF#m A B E Making crochet, tying knots in the clotheslineA B And if I should leave you, darling you would knowE E7 That I'm chasing the only game in townF#m That's running itself right back into the groundA And I won't be too old, when my story is toldB E Of a man who was wrong F#m C#m x3F#m A B EF#m C#m 'Cause he barks like a hounddog in moonlightF#m C#m Yes, he barks on and on, but he don't biteF#m C#m 'Cause it don't pay to stand up to the uptightF#m A B E It's the cowards that are fighting the good fightA B If I should leave you, darling you would knowE E7 That on that day when I'm not aroundF#m I must be asleep like a stone in the groundA And I'll be a hundred years old when the story is toldB E Of a man who was wrongRiff e|E|-----------------------|E|-----------------------|---| B|E|-----------------------|E|-----------------------|---| G|---------6-5-4-3-2-1~---------------6-5-4-3-2-1--| D|--4E|-----------------------|4----------------------| A|----4E|-----------------------|4-0-4----------------| E|E|-----------------------|E|-----------------------|---|F#m C#m When my soul breaks, and my heart stops it's beatingF#m C#m And my body lies wounded and bleedingF#m C#m When the vulture starts in on its feedingF#m A B E And all of my seconds stop their constant repeatingA B If I should leave you, where would I goE E7 Theres only one other bed in this townF#m It sits like a tree in a hole in the groundA Ill be a hundred years gone, but the story goes onB Of a man who was wrongA Ill be a hundred years gone, but the story goes onB E Of a man who was wrong
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