• Song:

    Second Line

  • Artist:

    Band Of Heathens

  • Album:

    The Band Of Heathens

G
Steam risin' off of the river at the break of day
G                                   Am
Light creepin' into Room 218 at the Beaujolais
C
Left you crawlin' 'cross the floor
     Am
Head ringin', your eyes so sore
G                              D                    Am
Bloodshot, drownin', while you down another bottle away

    G
The ashtray is overflowin', it's full of gray days
    G                                                  Am
The devil that you knew one time, may be the devil you save
C
Get up and find your shoes
              Am
There're some things that you just don't lose
    G                               D                     G     G7
The street's been creepin' with the barefootin' blues for days

[CHORUS]
C                       G
Call me from the second line
C                            G 
Pour us up some cheap French wine
C                  G                          Am
Pick up your feet; leave your blues fadin' to gray
            C                        D                      G 
Come on now cut your soul loose, the second line's dancin' away

          G
There's a crowd down under the window in a big parade
           G                                               Am
They got a brass band dancin' in front, oh, umbrellas they wave
           C
They gonna shake it 'til the sun come down
          Am
They just laid old Moses deep in the ground
G                         D                               G     G7
Get yourself together an' walk yourself right out of your grave

[CHORUS 2]
C                       G
Call me from the second line
C                            G 
Pour us up some cheap French wine
C                  G                          Am
Pick up your feet; leave your blues fadin' to gray
           C                       G
You got to rise up and put on your hat
          C                        G
You ain't good, but you ain't that bad
    C                  G                        Am
The dirge is over; the band's just beginnin' to play
             C                        D                      G     Am
Come on now, cut your soul loose, the second line's dancin' away
C                        D                      G
Cut your soul loose, the second line's dancin' away
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