Pieces Of Paradise
The Men They Couldn't Hang
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C Am Sitting in a sandwich bar, pocket full of coppers from my penny jar C Am Breakfast, lunch and dinner, as autumn turns winter, and the cold G F Am C I'm looking for gold, but the pages beg on shine Am C G And my eyes are turning blind, suffering the dark F But I can start C E Am F Walking into the jungle, guided by simple, pieces of paradise C E Am Street time marking out heaven, that's where their selling pieces of F paradise C Am Chat line operator, said she'd meet me later for a walk C Am Gets so tired of voices, the last thing that she wants to do is talk G F Am C But there's a hole at the rainbow's end, now she works for a magazine, Am C G Part time model she wants to be seen, up on a shelf F She can't help herself C E Am F Walking into the jungle, guided by simple, pieces of paradise C E Am Street time marking out heaven, that's where their selling pieces of F paradise F C Oooooooooooooooooooo, oh F Ooooooooooooooooooooo C Am Used to hang with Danny, who'd drink away the money from his begging bowl C Am Lost a leg at Tumbledown, used to say that's where he lost his soul G F Am C Now he's found the face of god, and he wears a Christian robe Am C G And his begging bowl is sold, into the church F Into the search C E Am F Walking into the jungle, guided by simple, pieces of paradise C E Am Street time marking out heaven, that's where their selling pieces of Am paradise C E Am F Walking into the jungle, guided by simple, pieces of paradise C E Am Street time marking out heaven, that's where their selling pieces of F paradise
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