The Donor Blues
Shakey Graves
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D // A / G ///// D A G D A G Found my fingers up north in the forest of the fern D A G D A G Yeah I blame them words for all I've learned D A G D A G Well I watched my wits walk west where the money is earned D A G D A G Just to strut my stuff and wait my turn Am G And I have often thought that these old bones D Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna Am G D These old shoes should just go on and give out Am G D A G They're running the jail for profit these days D A G That's what they say D Lost my lungs long ago in the belly of the beast Yeah I got my gall from the boys back east Yeah I sing sweet songs with the throat that belongs to her Yeah she wears my heart and wears my words F#m Got these lips from the girl next door G D // A / G ///// D // A / G ///// The only problem is they only beg for more F#m Sold my skin for some fancy clothes G D // A / G ///// D // A / G ///// I thought I'd get a better deal but that's the way it goes Chorus D F#m Put all the rest in a hollow tree G D // A / G ///// D // A / G ///// Yeah fill it with cement and let me be
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