Cowboy Junkies – Cause Cheap Is How I Feel (Guitar)

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It's the kinda night that's so cold, when you spit

          G
it freezes before it hits the ground.

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And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar,

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'cuz if he's out tonight, he must be truly down.

        C
And I'm searchin' all the windows for a last minute present

                     Am
to prove to you that what I said was real...

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For something small and frail and plastic, baby

                     G
Cause cheap is how I feel.

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Half a moon in the sky tonight- broad enough

   G
to come up with an answer

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to the question why is it that every time I see you

        G
my love grows a little stronger.

         C
But your memory leaves my stomach turning,

                    D
feeling like a liar about to be revealed...

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But I hoard all this to myself,

                     G
Cause cheap is how I feel.

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It's not the smell in here that really gets to me, it's the lights-

               G
How I hate the shadows that they cast.

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And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing

                      D
I'll always drag with me from my past.

             C
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight to fall into

    Am
and maybe strike a deal:

     D                 C
Your body for my soul, fair swap,

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Cause cheap is how I feel.