Folk Song Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

D G D

B A G A

 It's like piDcking up the pieces is a daily chore G D

DThinking of your time card forms a habit A G

 Watching rich foBlks on T.V.'s like picking a sore G D

AFuck it all, they can have it

 And now I'm loaded likDe a gun again G D

 Like a plagDue of locusts heaven sent A G

 Just a balBl of dissension with a death perceptioGn D

 I won't sweaGt the definition of cAontent D

 They said "better Gsafe than sorry" and "look out for #1" D

 I heard "only Gplay the cards your F♯shown" E

DFuck what they say E

 It dDoesn't matter anyway B

GOnly in your grave aAre you alone D

D G D

B A G A

 Like growDn men staring with little boy's eyesG D

 And actDresses speaking with conviction A G

 These peoplBe should demand a Pulitzer prize G D

 For varGious works Aof fiction D

 "Judge a book bGy it's cover"

 And "keep one eye Don your back"

 I heard "only pGlay the cards your F♯shown" E

 I say fucDk what they say E

 It dDoesn't matter anyway B

GOnly in your grave aAre you alone D

So many people with so much to show

Rotting away in their own little holes

 One can only wonder why D G D

DI'll celebrate my home A

 But know that I'm not alone G

 Only foolAs are "along for the ride" D G D

DIn thinking of the size of tAhe world that's right outside G

 Please don't waste iAt trying to hide D G D

G D

G D

A D

A D