Ambrosia

INTRO:  G

VERSE:
C                 D
 Looking for the Win Win
G                       C
 In all this wishfull drinking
                         D
Got me thinking that I ought to
             G
Pray in wordless groans
    C               D
And be fed ambrosia by the doves
            G                 C
But they'd hold me to what I said 
once
                D             
Years or hours ago, I can’t be 
         G
trusted only thrown


CHORUS:
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
  G        D      C
Nothing's gonna change
  G         D     C     G
Nothing's gonna change


VERSE:
C                            D
 I keep dreaming 'bout the sheriff's
 kid
G               C
 Who I used to chew Skoal with
                     D             
He was cruel to the other kids just
      G   C  D
 for fun
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C                       D
Always sought them out later on
        G                      C
But I never had the stones to tell 
him off
                D
He died alone years ago
      G
On a golf course with a gun


CHORUS:
    Em                      C
And I'm here, spinning my wheels
    Em                      C
And I'm here, spinning my wheels
            G            D     C
And maybe something's gonna change
        G         D     C     G
Maybe nothing's gonna change



VERSE:
C                   D
 Time was I could stand up straight
       G                      
But I lost my balance with the 
  C
ballast weight
                D           G    
Cast over the gunnels overboard
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          C                    D
Now I got nothing left to push up 
against
           G         C
But this imgainary resonance
               D            
Staring at a spot out on the 
            G   C
opposite shore


BDA K:
G          C            D
 And that old familiar well throat 
burn
       G               C
Of a drunk who really got hurt
                 D                 
Don't worry baby we got the past on
      G   D
 the run
Bm     C                     D
  And despite our sins, we would not
 sink
          G              C
We were buoyed by your brackish 
grace
                        D
In our mouths, like an ocean drink,
    G                 C
We salt shown in the sun
                              D
And the grackles learned the car 
alarms
 G               C
Keeping all the neighbors warned and
 lovers armed
D                    G
 I do believe we're going down


CHORUS/OUTRO:
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
    Em                   C
And I keep spinning my wheels
        G        D      C
Maybe nothing's gonna change
        G          D      C
Maybe something's gonna change
        G         D     C
Maybe nothing's gonna change