Am:2000
G6:0202
Dm:2210

Strumming:DDUD DU

Am                                  G6
Sit down and fire away, i know it's tricky when you're feeling low
Am
When you feel like your flavour
                      G6
Has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio...
              Dm
I know you're weighed down
                     Am
And fed up with your heavy boots
                Dm                     G6
Laced with melancholy notion's all you own...

Am G6 Am G6
AhAhAhAh

Am                                  G6
I too - like sugar - tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun
      Am
And i know my demeanor can go the way of a
G6
photo left out in the sun...
   Dm                      G6
But I try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds...
          Dm                      G6
Oh what a folly- fooling just yourself...

Am G6 Am G6
AhAhAhAh

Am                                 G6
Sit down and smoke away,i wouldn't knock it till you're in them shoes
   Am
Oh watch as our subtlety blows away as a
G6
blush it gives way to a bruise...
    Dm                         G6
But seemly, we'd freely make a trade-off
                      Dm
A dry rot to take the weight off
                       G6
Swap the boots for red shoes