[Opening:]
Dsus4 - D - Dsus2
Am - Asus2 - G7/9
D - D - Dsus4 - D - Dsus2
D - D - Dsus4 - D - Dsus2
D F#m
It's a slow motion night in the hot city lights
G A
Past time when the good folks are snoring in bed
D F#m
On a loose jointed cruise to recolor your blues
Bm A Asus G
With illegal notions alive, alive in your head
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - A
D F#m
You are back from some war that you've been fightin' for
G A
Some old blue blood bastard in a dark pin stripped suit
D F#m
And the word from you loins has your mind in your groin
Bm A G
And your back pocket burning with blood, blood money loot
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - D7
G F#m
So you walk past the glow of the flicker picture shows
Bm E
Where the raincoat men wait for a child to come by
G F#m
And the women in doorways who have nothing to say
Bm A G
'Cause your money is talking to the one that you would try
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - A
D F#m
She owns the block with the dead pawn shop clock
G A
She's the answer to dreams that you pay to come true
D F#m
She's got no heart of gold but that's not what she sold
Bm A G
She just sees herself doing what she, what she has to do
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - A
D F#m
And she's all that your hopin' as her coat falls open
G A
Give her bread she leads you to a bed on the floor
D F#m
Where for ten million years and through ten million tears
Bm A G
The armies of boot men have marched back from their wars
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - A
G F#m
She's in that state of grace before time finds her face
Bm E
With a mind of old wisdoms and a body still young
G F#m
And she tastes as sweet as a child's chocolate treat
Bm A G
Before the butts and the whiskey have wasted the taste of your tongue
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - D7
G F#m
Play the music again of the grey stubbled men
Bm E
That groan in blue symphony that moans ever more
G F#m
And you watch as she fakes it and of course you just take it
Bm A G
She's better than others you never paid your money for
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6
Dsus4 - D - Dsus2
Am - Asus2 - G7/9 - D
D F#m
You've used up your booty, the girl's done her duty
Bm A
The turn style has turned and you learn you are done
D F#m
You're back on the street joining fresh marching feet
Bm A G
You see more soldiers coming and your girl chooses one
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - D7
G F#m
And the medic has brought shots for what you have caught
Bm E
Your leave is all over, you're back on the line
G F#m
And you joke in the trenches of the hot blooded wenches
Bm A G
And the things that you'll do when they next give you the time
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6 - D - A
D F#m
And you're back in your army, back sheddin' red blood
G A
And you dream of a girl as you sleep in the mud
D F#m
And you know you'd swap with her if the deal could be made
Bm A G
'Cause you'd rather be working at love, love as your trade
Gmaj7 - G6 - G6 - G6 - G6
Dsus4 - D - Dsus2 - Am - Asus2 - G7/9 [repeat and fade...]
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