Lucinda Williams – Jailhouse Tears (Guitar)

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She:    I'm crying, jailhouse tears

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        and I've been trying all these years

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        Been trying to ride things out

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        but now I'm shifting gears

                        D     E           A
        and we're both crying jailhouse tears

                                D     E
He:     They say I broke the law

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        now everything is broken down

                           D     E
She:    babe I know what I saw

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        I know you went downtown.

                       D     E
He:     They locked me up

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        and you locked me out

                              D         E
She:    You tried to steal my truck, but

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        That's not what this is about.

                       D     E
He:     I went to the corner

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        to get a cold six pack

                                D      E
She:    You're a drunk you're a stoner

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        you never came back.

                        D    E
He:     I used to be a user

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        but now I'm all out of stuff

                         D    E
She:    You're a 3 time loser

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        you're all fucked up

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        I'm crying, jailhouse tears

                        D       E        A
        and I've been trying all these years

                                    D   E
        Been trying to ride things out

                                A
        but now I'm shifting gears

                        D     E           A
        and we're both crying jailhouse tears

                               D     E
He:     I'll prove it to you somehow

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        I'm done with every bit

                           D       E
        look at me, I'm clean now

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She:    you're so full of shit

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He:     I swear I will tell all

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        look in my dresser drawers

                           D      E
She:    Now I'm behind the 8-ball

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        you're behind bars.