Standard (EADGBE)

 Well the sun is sinking low

 And the hour is getting late

 You need something that I can't live without

 But I'll git it anyways

 We are really in trouble this time

 We got nothing left to blame

 They threw you down and they called you names

 But I loved you just the same

 So won't you take my blanket and go?

 Won't you take my blanket and go?

 Won't you take my blanket and go?

 And ease your troubled soul, if I want to if I may (??)

 Yeah now what else can you do now?

 You got nothing, you got nothing at all

 Cause I threw you a rope, and you grabbed and it broke

 Got nothing left in my hands

(chorus, ending with "Ease a troubled soul, I want your weary arms")

(chorus, ending with "Ease a troubled soul, when that cold wind blows, I want your weary arms")