Misc Originals – Alexander Pepperman - Barcries (Guitar)

     Am
If I ever leave this world alive

      C
I’ll kick and scream and whirl till I’ve

    G
Had one more drink, that cognac brown,

     D
in a glass celled bottle two shots per round

              Am
While they’re shooting metal in this heavy town,

     C
In a candlelit bar with its stone paved ground

     G
that treaded on have many amen,

      D
While god’s green hand handed whiskey and sin

       Am
out to all of us with outstretched hand

    C
and brim-filled glass up all at once

     G
with half spilled sips for the dead men ripped

D
Away from us too soon.

    Em                   C
The stone-heart shatters bit by bit

   G
in fragments fit for a cold stone floor

           C                                   Em
Crushed by hopeful dreams of fast floating and friends

      Am
In an upturned hump of pumping flesh

       C
In the throb of snow-lit endlessness

       G                                         D
Beside sniffling victimless partners in criminal time

      Am
If I ever leave this world alive

       C
I’ll kick and scream and whirl till I’ve

     G
Had one more drink, that cognac brown,

     D
in a glass celled bottle two shots per round

    Am
And all of us with outstretched hand

    C
and brim-slipping glass raised for our band

     G
with half spilled sips for those dead men ripped

D
Away from us too soon.

    Em
The old clock rhymes by tick and tick

      C
As we ready this house for the nightly thrall

     D                                      Em
With memories in paper of our sugar-surfing-man

      Am
In an upturned hump of pumping flesh

       C
In the throb of snow-lit endlessness

              G                    D                    Em
‘Longside our sniffling victimless partners in criminal time

    Am                      G               D
and fall down churners that kept this night alive

           Em
with their kicktalk distant dog day dreams

        C
And the pink-painted vodka catastrophes

        G                     Em             D
And the red-light fights with blood and neon stains

     Am
If I ever leave this world alive

      C
I’ll kick and scream and whirl till I’ve

        G
Had one more drink, that cognac brown,

     D
in a glass celled bottle two shots per round

          Am
while I’m pulling heavy this metal town,

  C
A candlelit bar with its stone paved ground

     G
that treaded on have many amen,

      D
While god’s green hand handed whiskey and sin

       Am
out to all of us with outstretched hand

     C
With shiny gold coins for the old boatman

    G
and half spilled sips for the dead men ripped

D
Away from us too soon.

       Am
If I ever leave this world alive

      C
I’ll kick and scream and whirl till I’ve

    G
Had one more drink, that cognac brown,

     D
in a glass celled bottle two shots per round

     Em
with half spilled sips for those dead men ripped

D                        Em
Ripped away from us too soon.