Gregory Alan Isakov – One Of Us Cannot Be Wrong (Guitar)

A                   Bm
I lit a thin green candle

D                      A
To make you jealous of me.

A                         Bm
The room filled up with mosquitos

       D                     E
They heard that my body was free

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And I took the dust of a long sleepless night

       D                     A
And I put it in your little shoe

    Bm                    G
And I must confess that I tortured the dress

         Bm           A             G        A
That you wore for the world to look through.

A                             Bm
And I showed my heart to the doctor

D                           A
He said, “You just have to quit”

A                           Bm
Then he wrote himself a prescription

    D                          E
And your name was mentioned in it

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Then he locked himself in a library shelf

         D                        A
With the details of our honeymoon

      Bm                            G
And I hear from the nurse that he’s gotten much worse

        Bm           A        G     A
And his practice is all in a ruin.

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I once knew a saint who had loved you

D                           A
I studied all night in his school

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He taught that the duty of lovers 

       D                  E
Was to tarnish the golden rule.

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And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure

   D                      A
He drowned himself in the pool

    Bm                    G
His body is gone, but out here on the lawn

Bm          A           G      A
His spirit continues to drool.

   A                  Bm
An Eskimo showed me a movie

     D                 A
He’d recently taken of you

    A                          Bm
The poor man could hardly stop shivering

    D                         E
His lips and his fingers were blue

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I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes

      D                       A
And I guess he just never got warm

        Bm                           G
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice

       Bm          A         G       A
Please let me come into your storm.