Key: G
Introduction:
C D
Wrote this poem
D C D
called "the floods roll on"
D C D
he said this ain't yours,
D C D
where'd you get it from?
D C
you must have stole it from a book,
D
oh yeah
D C D
you must have stole it from a book.
D C D
'cause you ain't frail
D C
you ain't beautiful,
D C
and I don't fancy you
D
at all.
G
You'd be a ruin
if looks could kill
C D
23 A, Swan Hill
Stiff with rage
G
The whole world moves
G
and I'm standing still
C D
in 23A Swan Hill
E G D
and it's always raining
E G D
and you never ask why
E G D
you never give yourself a shot
G C D
you just sit and watch your life go by
Kicking stones
G
alcohol, nicotine
G
thinking what I might have been
G
You would be a ruin
G
if looks could kill
C D
23 A, Swan Hill
And the whole world moves
G
and I will
G
and I will
G
and I will
G
and I will
C D
in 23 A, Swan Hill
That's It for today.