Chords
You Should Have Seen The Other Guy

Key: C

Introduction:

C                                              F  
We get out of this fight
F                                            C  
You gonna help me wrap my hands
C                                      F  
Stitching up my eyes
F                                              C  
You know blood can blind
C                                                      F  
And them was big old boys
F                                    C  
Had fists like cinder and stone
C                                                              F  
I dodge a blade on the dime
F                                                 C  
And they was out to cut my throat
                     E7                                                                         Am  
It's a lot, It's a mark they're gonna press down on you
                     E7                                                                      Am                                                 G  
It's a haze on my head, must've been hit too hard, off guard
                                                 F    Am7  Dm  
I think I'm gonna be it tonight
                                F    Am7  Dm  
If there's one way out
                          F      Am7  Dm                                      C  
It's to swing my way through the crowd
  C                                                      F  
Is there a blanket of pain
F                            C  
That I can wrap up in
C                                                            F  
You've got a hold of me now
F                                 C  
Hey that's a helluva grip
C                                              F  
And I admit I was tanked
F                                                            C  
And you could say I was pissing gin
                     E7                                            Am  
It's hard to see even if I close my eyes
                     E7                                                      Am                              G  
It's fifteen degrees I'm gonna sleep outside
                    F    Am7  Dm  
Cos I got no way to feel
          F    Am7  Dm  
and no way to ride
          F              Am7    Dm            C  
I'm busted laid up and dry