Dr. Dog – The Man Who Was Wrong (Guitar Tab)
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F#m C#m
Lately, I've been cruel to my baby
F#m C#m
She asks if I'm hers and I only say maybe
F#m C#m
Playing the fool, who knows nothing about love
F#m A B E
I act like I doubt it, but I'm nothing without it
A B
If I should leave you, darling you would know
E
That I'm chasing the only game in town
F#m
That's running itself right back into the ground
A
And I won't be too old, when the story is told
B E
Of a man who was wrong
F#m C#m
'Cause I know, you belong in the churchyard
F#m C#m
Growing flowers, writing home on a postcard
F#m C#m
And its ok to belong to the old times
F#m A B E
Making crochet, tying knots in the clothesline
A B
And if I should leave you, darling you would know
E E7
That I'm chasing the only game in town
F#m
That's running itself right back into the ground
A
And I won't be too old, when my story is told
B E
Of a man who was wrong
F#m C#m x3
F#m A B E
F#m C#m
'Cause he barks like a hounddog in moonlight
F#m C#m
Yes, he barks on and on, but he don't bite
F#m C#m
'Cause it don't pay to stand up to the uptight
F#m A B E
It's the cowards that are fighting the good fight
A B
If I should leave you, darling you would know
E E7
That on that day when I'm not around
F#m
I must be asleep like a stone in the ground
A
And I'll be a hundred years old when the story is told
B E
Of a man who was wrong
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F#m C#m
When my soul breaks, and my heart stops it's beating
F#m C#m
And my body lies wounded and bleeding
F#m C#m
When the vulture starts in on its feeding
F#m A B E
And all of my seconds stop their constant repeating
A B
If I should leave you, where would I go
E E7
Theres only one other bed in this town
F#m
It sits like a tree in a hole in the ground
A
Ill be a hundred years gone, but the story goes on
B
Of a man who was wrong
A
Ill be a hundred years gone, but the story goes on
B E
Of a man who was wrong