Cifras
Deadmans Blues

Tono: G

Introducción:

dificultad
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G                                                                    D/F#  
Don?t bother calling up my telephone
Em                                                                    C  
We both know how this night ends
G                                                                            D/F#  
Just shut the light and put a record on
Em                                                                                              C                                      D  
It won?t be long til I make dark your trap house door again
C                                                                                              D/F#  
Strolling with those rings around my eyes
                G                            D/F#                                    Em  
How I do declare, darling, you?re a sight
C                                                                              D/F#  
Shake off just a little of the cold
          G                              D/F#                                 Em         C         D  
You know I never meant to grow so old
                G  
I?m a first place loser, last place friend,
D/F#  
Roadhouse preacher til stage lights dim
Em  
Turn me out to the dark again
                C                                         D  
Don?t worry if I don?t call
                          G  
All these part time lovers and full time fools
D/F#  
Got me singing the deadman?s blues
Em  
Fumbling round without a thing to lose
             C                                                                    D  
Like I don?t want it all
          C                                                                    D  
Hey I don?t want it all
G                 D/F#            Em            C         D  
                C                                                                                    D/F#  
There ain?t no sense in feeling like I do
             G                                      D/F#                                    Em  
When all I want?s at odds with wanting you
C                                                                      D/F#  
Girl I never meant to go so far
                  G                                    D/F#                                 Em  
Make a debt from your tears and broken hearts
                        C                                                                      D  
It?s the perfect tool to tear myself apart
I?m a first place loser, last place friend,
                                  Gwith  
chords capoed on the 4th). That's the only way I can get close to singing all the notes he does.