capo 2nd C F C F C i change the gas prize sign, in the early morning C F C stand in the cold head lights in a one piece jumpsuite with a logo on it F C you make a shovel from a shell F C its the qickest way to dig to hell Am G its right beside the tag that bears my name C what a charade Am what a charade F C every morning i get up, and pull that jumper on my friend F C fake a smile and squeeze that pump and make a sneaky puff from mary jane Am G try to kill them voices in my brain C what a charade Am what a charade F G ehhhhhh ahhhhh C what a charade C F C you got the bluest eyes you love rodeos C F C you dressed to kill tonight cant help but thinking bout your daughter when F C you hear a song inside a shell F C when you hear the ringing of a bell Am G swear to god you'll get her back one day C what a charade Am what a charade F C every morning you get up and to work in the bar F C but who among them hopped up boys got any clue what you really are Am G all they know is that tag that bears your name C what a charade Am what a charade F G ehhhhhh ahhhhh C what a charade (Harp solo) Am F Em C Em C Am G G7 F C but when we make love youre eyes roll back F C and everything in the room turns black F C F C maybe the future is painted black if tommorrow turns to black F C (and so on) just meet me out on that golden step and everything will be golden then and Ill run my hand through your golden hair Ill run my hand through your golden hair, Ill run my hand through your golden hair, Ill run my hand through your golden hair
