• Song:

    People Ain't No Good

  • Artist:

    Nick Cave E The Bad Seeds

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D       A        G
People just ain't no good
                         D       A        G
I think that's well understood
                              D       A        G
You can see it everywhere you look
                          A
People just ain't no good

                             D       A        G
We were married under cherry trees
                           D       A        G
Under blossom we made our vows
                           D       A        G
All the blossoms come sailing down
                                       A
Through the streets and through the playgrounds

                               D       A        G
The sun would stream on the sheets
                        D       A        G
Awoken by the morning bird
                        D       A        G
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
                                A
And never read a single word

              D       A        G
People they ain't no good
              D       A        G
People they ain't no good
              D       A        G
People they ain't no good

                      D       A        G
Seasons came, seasons went
                            D       A        G
The winter stripped the blossoms bare
                              D       A        G
A different tree now lines the streets
                             A
Shaking its fists in the air

                        D       A        G
The winter slammed us like a fist
                        D       A        G
The windows rattling in the gales
                        D       A        G
To which she drew the curtains
                           A
Made out of her wedding veils

              D       A        G
People they ain't no good
              D       A        G
People they ain't no good
              D       A        G
People they ain't no good

               D                 G
To our love send a dozen white lilies
               D                 G
To our love send a coffin of wood
               D                 G
To our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons coo
               Em                 A
That people they just ain't no good

               D                 G
To our love send back all the letters
               D                 G
To our love a valentine of blood
               D                 G
To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
         Em                          A
That people they just ain't no good

                           D       A        G
It ain't in their hearts they're bad
                                 D       A        G
They can comfort you, some even try
                                   D       A        G
They nurse you when you're ill of health
                            A
They bury you when you go and die

                                  D       A        G
It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
                             D       A        G
They'd stick by you if they could
                   D       A        G
But that's just bullshit
                        A
People just ain't no good

               D      A        G
People they ain't no good
               D       A        G
People they ain't no good
               D       A        G
People they ain't no good
               D       A        G
People they ain't no good
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