G D/F# Don’t bother calling up my telephoneEm C We both know how this night endsG D/F# Just shut the light and put a record onEm C D It won’t be long til I make dark your trap house door againC D/F# Strolling with those rings around my eyesG D/F# Em How I do declare, darling, you’re a sightC D/F# Shake off just a little of the coldG D/F# Em C D You know I never meant to grow so oldG I’m a first place loser, last place friend,D/F# Roadhouse preacher til stage lights dimEm Turn me out to the dark againC D Don’t worry if I don’t callG All these part time lovers and full time foolsD/F# Got me singing the deadman’s bluesEm Fumbling round without a thing to loseC D Like I don’t want it allC D Hey I don’t want it all G D/F# Em C D x2C D/F# There ain’t no sense in feeling like I doG D/F# Em When all I want’s at odds with wanting youC D/F# Girl I never meant to go so farG D/F# Em Make a debt from your tears and broken heartsC D It’s the perfect tool to tear myself apart I’m a first place loser, last place friend, Roadhouse preacher til stage lights dim Turn me out to the dark again Don’t worry if I don’t call All these part time lovers And full time fools Got me singing the deadman’s blues Fumbling round without a thing to lose Like I don’t want it all Hell I don’t want it all x2 Don’t bother calling up my telephone We both know how this night ends*Here's the D/F# (I'm sure that's not the correct name.) E|----0-----| B|----3-----| G|----2-----| D|----0-----| A|----0-----| E|----2-----|Matt plays the song in straight G with no capo. I've been playing it in D#(same chords capoed on the 4th). That's the only way I can get close to singing all the notes he does.
Deadmans Blues
Matt Woods
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