Bottle Of Blues Beck

And tell my mama I'm a hundred of years late I'm over the rails and out of the race And the crippled psalms Of an age that won't thaw Are ringing in my ears

Capo up 3 frets Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1

I just found me a bottle of blues

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Some strange confort

Holding hand in an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in a graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier With nothing to shoot

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For a soul to soothe A/B

Ain't it hard, ain't it hard To want somebody Ri1

Who doesn't want you

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And I've been waiting For a year or a day Some strange weather Must be blowing my way Cos I got no mind to go or to stay Or be left behind

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And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri 1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri 1 Ri1

I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange confort D Holding hand in an impotent dream For a soul to soothe Ain't it hard, ain't it hard D[/D To want somebody who doesn't want you D D

In a brothel of fake energy

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Put a nickel in a graveyard machine B

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I get higher and lower I get higher and lower

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Like a tired soldier C B With nothing to shoot D

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And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri1 Ri1

Egos drone and pose alone Like black balloons, all banged and blown On a backwards river the indels shiver In the stench of belief

Holding hand in an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in a graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier With nothing to shoot And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri2 A/B Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1 Ri1

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