Blame It On Cain

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Once upon a time, I had a little 
money.

Government burglars took it long 
before I could mail it to you.
                  C7
Still you are the only one.
                              G
Now, I can't let it slip away.
           D
So if the man with the ticker tape, 
he tries to take it,
D7                            G
Well, this is what I'm gonna say:

             Em7                   
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it 
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on me.
                C              D  
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, 
       C                G
but we need somebody to burn.


Well, if I was a saint with a silver
 cup
And the money got low, we could 
always heat it up or trade it in.
But then the radio that heaven will 
be wired to your purse.
And then you can run down the wave 
band, coast to coast, hand in hand.
D7                                
Better or worse, curse for curse, 
                    C
don't be disatisfied.
            D           G
So, you're not satisfied.
            Em7                    
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it 
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on me.
                C              D
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault,
        C                   G
But we need somebody to burn.


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I think I've lived a little too long
 on the outskirts of town.
I think I'm goin' insane from 
talking to myself for so long.
Oh, but I never been accused.
When they step upon your face, you 
wear that good luck grin.
          D7
I gotta break out one weekend if I 
do somebody in.

But ev'ry single time I feel a 
little stronger,
      C                           
They tell me it's a crime.  Well how
D
 much longer?
            Em7                    
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it 
    G
on me.
                C              D
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault,
        C                   G
But we need somebody to burn.
             Em7                   
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it 
    G
on me.
                C              D
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault.
        C                    G
But it just seems to be his turn.


Date: Fri, 04 Apr 1997 23:21:18 
-0800
Subject: CRD: ELVIS COSTELLO ///// 
BAME  IT ON CAIN

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C   G                           
Now everybody's breakin' up 
C                G
somebody else's home,
                            C      
before somebody else starts 
               G
breaking up their own.
          C      G
I get you in my dreams.
                    C          G
You should hear the things you say.
                   C       G
It's not that it's so much fun,
         Am7        G  F F#
but it's safer that way.
G              C       G
Sneaky feeling, sneaky feelings,
you can't let those kind of feeling 
Am7
show.
            G                    
I'd like to get right through the 
      C         G
way I feel for you,
         Am7                       
but I've still got a long way to 
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go.
    C        G                    
Why don't we call it a day, and we
     C            G
 can both confess.
You can force me to use a little 
 C         G
tenderness.
C     G     C  G    C         
White lies, alibis, anything 
                      G
but say that it's true.
    C                 G     
Now we could sit like lovers, 
          C                    G
staring in each other's eyes,
        Am7                      
but the magic of the moment might 
   D                      G
become too much for you.
G                  C      G
  Sneaky feelings, sneaky feelings,
you can't let those kind of feeling 
Am7
show.
            G                    
I'd like to get right through the 
       C         G
way I  feel for you,
      Am7                        G
But I still got a long way to go, 
     Am7                        G
Oh I still got a long way to go . .