33Rd Of August

C

C                          F
Today there's no salvation band's packed up and gone
G                                     C      F
I'm left standing with my penny in my hand
C                          F
Down at railroad station a blind man sings his song
G                                   C
I think he sees things I don't understand.

         F
It's the 33rd of August
                         C
And I'm finally touching down
F               Dm
Eight days from Sunday
        G         C
Finds me Saturday bound.

  C                            F
I stumbled through the darkness tumble to my knees
 G                                C
A thousand voices screaming in my brain
                               F
Wound up in a squad car busted down for vacancy
G7                               C                      C7
Outside my cell it's sure as hell looks just like rain.

         F
It's the 33rd of August
                         C
And I'm finally touching down
F               Dm
Eight days from Sunday
        G         C
Finds me Saturday bound.

     C                        F
I've put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
G                              C
Killed my violent nature with a smile
                             F
Let the demons dance and sing within my fevered brain
    G                               C
Not all my God like thoughts were defiled.

         F
It's the 33rd of August
                         C
And I'm finally touching down
F               Dm
Eight days from Sunday
        G         C
Finds me Saturday bound.

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