The Mountain Goats – Golden Jackal Song (Guitar)

C
Well I swung through town

G
Shining like a new quarter

G
Felt something sharp rise up within me

     C
when I Crossed the border

C
Stopped at the gas station payphone

G
I let my fingers fly

G
The wicked impulses were dying but I

C
Couldn't let them die

C
And we were over at your place, singing about the old times

Dm
No one had anything to prove

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I ate so much carrion that I could not move

      C
I was bloated

C
When I saw your kitchen

G
Glistening like the old country

G
All your cups and glasses

C
Lined up in front of me

C
And I stopped at the faucet for a minute

G
Waited 'til you came in to see what was wrong

G
Your fingers brushed my ribs playfully

C
And I played along

C
And you had your tongue in my mouth

Dm
Your eyes glistening in the light

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I ate rich raw carrion 'til I couldn't think right

       C
I was full