Tom: C
Introdução:
Am C
These prison blues a standard issue, Even when our shirts ain't blue
F
We've got shake downs on a daily shanks and ropes she snitches too .
Am C
Those bars lockin' down a cell block ,Warden's yellin' down the hall
F
Was you gonna make my prison thicker?Higher, sharper wall?
Dm F
I lift that hammer, hammer's heavy , and let that fall upon the stone,
C G
And let that shake these chains that bind me, and build these walls I call my home
Dm F
I've got scars that poorly mended, and I don't seem to fit no more
C G
Yet I wake myself each morning, just prepare for what's in store
Am C
So tonight it's cold cold as bullets ,Keys walk up and down my tear ,
F
Tell myself the end is coming soon,To chase away the fear,
Am C
That same fear that's got me drinkin'and put these tracks all down my arm
F
That same fear's been inside me, ever since I was born
Dm F
I lift that hammer, hammer's heavy , and let that fall upon the stone,
C G
And let that shake these chains that bind me, and build these walls I call my home
Dm F
I've got scars that poorly mended, and I don't seem to fit no more
C G
Yet I wake myself each morning, just prepare for what's in store...for me
Freedom's just a distant memory