Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Would you try, could you buy a new drink for the old drunk

 It’s no crime to resign misery with a bottle

 Well, you walked into town without making a sound

 And you slipped as you slammed your face into the crowd

 As you tried to forget all the words that were said

 To deny all the things that you keep in your head

 When you came you were new but today you’re much older

 You were spent so you went to get used in the corner

 Where they kicked you around like a rodeo clown

 And it echoed through town they were beating you down

 And as they spread the word that you liked how it hurt

 All at once you were cause for a pitiful cure

Hours pass by half forgotten

Night turns black ‘cause it’s rotten

 And we slide right to the bottom

 Our tongues made out of cotton

Eyes seal shut in a slumber

‘Til we hear someone mumble

Could you spare from the tumbler

A new drink for the old drunk

Now you waste all your days in the dark in the corner

 Without light, without grace, where you wait for the slaughter

 Where they spit in your face as the hours grow late

 And they laugh as they lie and then seal up your fate

 And you cringe as you binge to forget how you hate

 All the doom in this pitiful room you create

Hours pass by half forgotten

Night turns black ‘cause it’s rotten

 And we slide right to the bottom

 Our tongues made out of cotton

Eyes seal shut in a slumber

‘Til we hear someone mumble

Could you spare from the tumbler

A new drink for the old drunk