D                     A                    G
I tell tales, tall as cliffs, you've got a lisp
           Em                               D
Kid, those things are hard to miss like my cripple cough
             A                 G
All those weekends lost by the lake
                 Em
Where you said I needed be afraid

             D
Of all those devils on the wall
     A
That make a fella small
          G
When he's feelin' brave
     Em
They take his wine away

           D
There were posters on the wall
   A
I swear my mother saw
              G
That I'd been up all night
Em
Up all night

    D                     A
And you came well equipped
                   G            Em
With a gun on your hip and some poison on your lips
            D              A
But when we wake up in our make up
         G                    Em
We'll be clean, we won't have nowhere to be

        D                       A
Oh, but I can't talk to you the way I've wanted to
          G                 Em
I've been tellin' lies, but I'll tell you the truth
    D                       A 
oh, I can't talk to you the way I've wanted to
          G                 Em                        D
I've been tellin' lies, but I'll tell you the truth

                  A                G        A         D
Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving
                  A                G        A         D   
You know I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving tonight

A   G   A   D   x2

                  A                G        A         D
Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving
                  A                G        A         D
You know I'm tired and I should be leaving
                            A
And you'll hang like the rest
              G            A               D
We'll leave a noose on the attorney's desk
                       A              G
And take to the streets chant like an army
    A
And doctor up this disease