Capo 3rd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
I lost you a while ago, But still I don't know why
I can't say your name, Without a crow flying by
Got to watch my back, Now that you've turned me a-round
Got me walking backwards, In my home-town
Throw me a rope, On the rolling tide
What did you want me to be, He said it's him or me
The way you made it, That's the way it will be
It was seven years on the burnin' shore, With gatling guns and paint
Working the lowlands door-to-door, Like a latter day saint
Then you turn me out, At the top of the stairs
You took all the glory, That you just couldn't share
I've never been so disabused, I've never been so mad
I've never been served anything, That tasted so bad
You might need a friend, Any day now any day
Oh my brother be careful, You are driftin' away
Throw me a rope, On the rolling tide
What did you want me to be, He said it's him or me
The way you made it, That's the way it will be
The way you made it, That's the way it will be