Tom: A
Introdução:
Am C
Ain't got time to shoot the breeze,
G Em
Got no time to blow,
Am C
Excuse me mister if you please,
Em Am
I gotta go
Am C
Born one morn on the day of the dead
G Em
In a bombed out bungalow.
Am C
My momma kissed my cheek and said,
Em Am
I gotta go
F C
I gotta go somewhere,
G Am
I gotta go
Am F
Wastin' time standing here
Em Am
I gotta go
Am C
They put me in an orphanage
G Em
West of Tupelo
Am C
I told em when I burnt that bridge,
Em Am
I gotta go
Am C
Stole a car got a gun
G Em
Robbed the Hidey-Ho
Am C
I left Memphis on the run
Em Am
I gotta go
F C
I gotta go somewhere,
G Am
I gotta go
Am F
Wastin' time standing here
Em Am
I gotta go
Am C
Five card stud, deuces wild
G Em
Three kings in a row
Am C
I turned that diamond deuce and smiled
Em Am
I gotta go
Am C
They tracked my down and took my take
G Em
Brother don't you know
Am C
I told them boys there's some mistake
Em Am
I gotta go
F C
I gotta go somewhere,
G Am
I gotta go
Am F
Wasting time standing here,
Em Am
I gotta go
Am C
Cold Steel up against my head
G Em
They turned the lights down low
Am C
In case you didn't hear I said
Em Am
I gotta go
Am C
These are your very last words, sir
G Em
Say em nice and slow,
Am C
My last words on this planet were...
F C
I gotta go somewhere,
G Am
I gotta go
Am F
Wasting time standing here,
Em Am
I gotta go