Bottle

E                            A
A stinking sun burned me awake
A
Through the shattered window panes
E
I recall through eyes of claret red
A
He had taken me again
G#m
And the hair of the dog revives me
D
Yet I find it hard to swallow
A
It's a marriage made in Heaven
                   E
Between me and the bottle

E
A thousand words drift through my hands
A
As the room just bends
E
A sodden mattress holds my heart
A
And it cradles my regret
G#m
I'll read it once again
D
Though she knows that I'll not follow
A
It's a marriage of convenience
                   E
Between me and the bottle

E
So King Alcohol's come back
A
With the traffic's mournful cry
E
And he swaggers, drunk and skinful,
           A
Through my throat all parched and dry
G#m
And if I should die before I wake
D
I pray the lord my soul to take
A
So maybe I could rest
                     Am
And never wake again in sorrow
G#m
And if I should die before I wake
D
I pray the lord my soul to take
A
Then maybe I could rest
                             E
And never wake again in sorrow

A
It's a marriage on the rocks
                   E
Between me and the bottle

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