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A New Drink For The Old Drunk ukulele

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New Drink for the Old Drunk
Crooked Fingers
Capo 2

C                                  F             G
Would you try, could you buy a new drink for the old drunk
         C                F            G
It’s no crime to resign misery with a bottle
           F          G             Am       C
Well, you walked into town without making a sound
        F               G                 Am        C    
And you slipped as you slammed your face into the crowd
        F        G             Am              C
As you tried to forget all the words that were said
    F            G              Am           C
To deny all the things that you keep in your head
                                 F                 G
When you came you were new but today you’re much older
         C                        F            G
You were spent so you went to get used in the corner
            F          G            Am    C
Where they kicked you around like a rodeo clown
       F               G              Am         C
And it echoed through town they were beating you down
             F          G            Am           C
And as they spread the word that you liked how it hurt
       F               G         Am       C
All at once you were cause for a pitiful cure
C
Hours pass by half forgotten
F             G
Night turns black ‘cause it’s rotten
    C
And we slide right to the bottom
 F           G
Our tongues made out of cotton
C
Eyes seal shut in a slumber
F             G
‘Til we hear someone mumble
C
Could you spare from the tumbler
F      G             
A new drink for the old drunk
C                                   F           G
Now you waste all your days in the dark in the corner
         C                              F              G
Without light, without grace, where you wait for the slaughter
            F            G            Am         C
Where they spit in your face as the hours grow late
          F             G            Am           C
And they laugh as they lie and then seal up your fate
       F               G        Am             C
And you cringe as you binge to forget how you hate
        F            G        Am        C
All the doom in this pitiful room you create
C         
Hours pass by half forgotten
F            G
Night turns black ‘cause it’s rotten
    C
And we slide right to the bottom 
 F           G
Our tongues made out of cotton
C
Eyes seal shut in a slumber
F             G
‘Til we hear someone mumble
C
Could you spare from the tumbler
F        G       
A new drink for the old drunk
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