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E

A/e

E

A/e

Standing waiting for a man to show

E

A/e

E

A/e

Wide-eyed, one eye fixed on the door

A

E

A/e

E

A/e

This waiting's killing me, it's wearing me down

A

E

A/e

E

A/e

Day in, day out, my feet are burning holes in the ground Darkness warmer than a bedroom floor Want someone to hold me close forever more I'm a sleeping dog, but you can't tell When I'm on the prowl you'd better run like hell

B

A

E

You know it makes sense, don't even think about it

A

E

F#m

B

Life and death are things you just do when you're bored

B

A

E

Say fear's a man's best friend Say fear's a man's best friend Say fear's a man's best friend

F#m

B

You add it up it brings you down You add it up it brings you down | | Home is living like a man on the run Trails leading nowhere, where to my son? We're already dead, but not yet in the ground C'mon, shake my helping hand, I'll show you around You know it makes sense, don't even think about it Life and death are things you just do when you're bored Say fear's a man's best friend Say fear's a man's best friend Say fear's a man's best friend You add it up it brings you down You add it up it brings you down | | | Well, say fear's a man's best friend Say fear's a man's best friend...

D

A

G

D

When Abilene was young and gay

D

A

G

D

And thunder storms filled up the day

G

D

G

D

The cattle roamed outside the town

A

Em

Sleeping in the midday sun

D

Sleeping in the midday sun

A

Em

Sleeping in the midday sun

D

Sleeping in the midday sun Then tracks were lain across the plain By broken, old men in torrid rain The towns grew up and the people were still Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun

F

G

Bb

D

We all joined in and we'll all hold hands

F

G

Bb

A

Yes, we'll all join in to help run the land

G

Dmaj7

Then soldiers once, long, long ago

G

Dmaj7

Rode through the town, rode down those Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Gold came and went, quickly spent And the people broke down and often drowned From wealth and the pain of old Abilene They were sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun

E

A

E

Dark woman in the water drowning

A

E

A

E

Sinking in a funny way

A

E

Black footing for a face exploding

A

B

Mimicking our final days

C#m

B

A

The ocean will have us all The ocean will have us all Dark woman in a cupboard burning Woman, what have they done Dark woman like a panther breathing Woman, what can be done The ocean will have us all The ocean will have us all Cold cost of the death of nothing Slipping just like nothing did Burnt scarecrow in the wind was choking Smoking in the summer heat

A

E

Barracuda, barracuda

A

E

Won't you lay down your life for me?

A

E

Won't you love me, barracuda?

A

E

If you always need to bring out the worst in me Ten morons with their whistles blowing Howling like a winter gale Dark woman like a crow a-crowing Crowing for the carrion meat The ocean will have us all The ocean will have us all Dark forest with the moon arising Smiling at you out of reach Cracked window in a chapel dreaming Hoping that the twain shall meet Barracuda, barracuda Won't you lay down your life for me? Won't you love me barracuda? If you always need to bring out the worst in me

E

E

Edim

E

E

Oh, Emily

Edim

E

E

I'd love to be

A

Asus4

A

Down by the sea with you

E

E6

E

Having tea with you

A

Asus4

A

Walking hand in hand

E

E6

E

On the shifting sands

B

Badd9

A

E

E

Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again Soon, the time will come When we must say Goodbye my dear dear friend Till we meet again Though I'm far away I'll still hear you say Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again

F#sus4

F#m

F#m**

Hold my hand

F#sus4

F#m

F#m*

E

E*

On the sand

F#sus4

F#m

F#m*

Say once more

F#sus4

F#m

F#m***

E

E

Like before Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again

G

C

G

C

The Ship of Fools is coming in

G

C

G

C

Take me off, I've got to eat

G

C

G

C

Same old stories, same old thing

G

C

G

C

Letting out and pulling in Mister, there's a caravan parked out back Restless hoping for a Christian rider The black book, a grappling hook A hangman's noose on a burnt out tree Guess we must be getting close to Tombstone The last time we had eaten Was when the flies were going for free You could count the hardships by the open doors But sandwiched in between Were the fishermen who still Wished they could sail from Tennessee to Arizona

G

C

G

C

So hold on, won't be long

G

C

G

C

The call is on the line

G

C

Hold on, Sister's gone

G

C

South to give the sign We picked up Dracula in Memphis It was just about the break of day And then hastily prayed For our souls to be saved There was something in the air That made us kind of weary By the time we got to Swansea it was getting dark Tumble, jungles, bugles and the prize The tides turned west at Amerforth As if they didn't know what to do But Garnant stood its ground and asked for more All the people seemed quite glad to see us Shaking hands and smiling at the clock Well we gave them all the message That the Ship of Fools was saved Make sure they all get home for Christmas So hold on, won't be long The call is on the line Hold on, Sister's gone South to give the sign

D

A

E

Me and my partner, we work on the run The quick try to get quicker And the creepers get hung Now it's you that got wasted tonight on the job One lost his liquor And the other lost his hand Ten sticky thumb prints on the door and the sink But nothin' saw nothin' - just smell the stink Five hundred mugshots and a hundred to one Four forgotten and the rest just won't come When you've begun to think like a gun The rest of the year has already gone When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone (well) blood on the windows and blood on the walls Blood on the ceiling and down in the halls And the papers keep downing on everything I burned And the people getting restless but they'll never learn I picked up a doctor - he's good with a knife Says anaesthetic's a waste of his time Works in a hurry but always worthwhile Knows they won't be back for a long long time Top of the staircase was ready to fall We were still waiting downstairs in the hall Watch out for big mama, she'll set you on fire Or go for your neck with the chicken wire When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone Once you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have already gone Mother of plenty, mother of none You've got me cornered and still on the run I don't care nothing about you anyway Stuck in this hole I'm on my way Yeah when you've begun to live like a gun The days of the year have already gone When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone

Bb

F

Bb

F

Pity the poor man, pity the sad man

Bb

F

Bb

F

Pity the green man, who couldn't afford to orgy

Bb

F

Bb

F

Pity the policeman, pity the snowman

Bb

F

Bb

F

G

C

G

C

A

D

A

D

Pity the woman, who couldn't afford to orgy Good for the postman, good for the con man Good for the milkman, they can afford to orgy Good for the butcher, good for the astronaut Good for the curate, they can afford to orgy If it's a problem, getting together Leave it alone, it's the easiest way Great while it lasts, but it don't last forever Nothing like living real dangerously Sorry to hear it, sorry to see it Sorry to mention they couldn't afford to orgy Seems such a bother, one thing or another Tempting and teasing, just want an orgy

C

E

F

G

C

But us, like other angry whores

E

F

G

Am

Discuss what steps were made before

C

F

(

Fm

) You don't need them anymore

C

G

Dm

You know more than I know You know more than I know You know more than I know Instead, we read the morning news In bed, what endlessness ahead And there's no more to be said You know more than I know... The blind may see, but stay behind relief Of all liability and greed And there's nothing more you need You know more than I know... ()

F

E

No one listens to it

F

E

They don't believe it

F

Fm

But it's the only way for me You know more than I know... What crap, old chap, fills up the gap We set like traps, like traps for us, the rats And there's nothing more to catch You know more than I know... Then bury me deep down among the weeds That creep into the hearts of all the weak And there's nothing oh so weak You know more than I know...