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Am                                     F               G
Keep their spirits up Frank, all for some so some for all,
      Am                        F               G
The only spirits here man are hangin? off the wall,
            Am                        F                  G
Yeah, you know as well as I do, that we don?t serve up cheer,
      Am                                 F                  G
When they come for anaesthetics and it?s been this way for years,

2
       F     
They empty out their glasses,#
Fill ?em up with tears,
      G
One for the road, one for the road,
That leads them right back here,

3
     Am            G
To rain on their troubles,
 Am            G
Wash ?em down deep,
     F            C
And play in the puddle,
              Em     Am
Till they?re fast asleep.

1
Now Joe he lost his woman to some big-shot business man.
He said I trusted love not money and now look where I am.
You?ve had enough Joe, you gotta go now.
You?ve too much Joe, I send you home now.

2
And he says please Frank, please Frank.
But I am just the tender, I don?t give counsel I don?t get close,
I?m on no rescue mission man, I?m in no rescue boat,
3
I?m here to make money,
Wages plus tips,
For pouring water
Into sinking ships.