The Donor Blues

D // A / G /////

D        A       G              
Found my fingers up north in the
               D A G
 forest of the fern
       D          A         G    
Yeah I blame them words for all 
            D A G
I've learned
       D          A    G         
Well I watched my wits walk west 
                   D A G
where the money is earned
        D        A     G         
Just to strut my stuff and wait 
       D A G
my turn

                 Am                
And I have often thought that these
 G
 old bones
            D
Should just go on ahead and break if
 they gonna
Am       G                     D
   These old shoes should just go on
 and give out
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Am        G                 
  They're running the jail for 
   D      A     G
profit these days
D           A    G
That's what they say

D

Lost my lungs long ago in the belly 
of the beast
Yeah I got my gall from the boys 
back east
Yeah I sing sweet songs with the 
throat that belongs to her
Yeah she wears my heart and wears my
 words

F#m
Got these lips from the girl next 
door
         G                       
The only problem is they only beg 
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for more
G /////

F#m
Sold my skin for some fancy clothes
              G                    
I thought I'd get a better deal but
                       D // A / G 
 that's the way it goes
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Chorus

D

F#m
Put all the rest in a hollow tree
     G                             
Yeah fill it with cement and let me
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 be