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")