[Em, Am] x2
Make sure you accent the bass notes twice in each chord.
And if you wed another
I will have to kill you
Both in bed my lover
I would rather see you
Dead and under covers
Than in front of the world
Exposing for all others
Skin in which I curled
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
Feel my joy
And if you touch a man
Than you can fully expect
I will abort my plan to woo you
So circumspect
I'll cross the gates of hell and sell
What is left then of my soul
And in exchange
I'll lay away my dying role
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
Feel my joy
Ascetic discipline
And caked in mud
I would go down to the river
Wading in, controlling the flood
Not even a stitch on me
No where
No stitch leather on my back
Until I knew which one was better
The love or the lacking
Em
And if you go at last and leave me here
I will slowly run the gas entombed
And then invisible
And fingering the match
I'll strike one mortal final blow
For every fool dispatched
I'll retire in my pyring inferno
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
feel my joy
I'd be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
Feel my joy