Tom Waits – Fall Of Troy (Ukulele)

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I know it's not exactly right, but it's simple and leaves room to work out how to sing the really deep notes in the song. Tabbed by - flatwound - If you like it,... rate it! (Waits/Brennan) C G C G

            C                                F
  It's the same with men as with horses and dogs

    C      G        C
  Nothing wants to die

    C                               F
  Ethel and james they killed in a game

        C            G
  With guns too big for their hands

   C                          F
  Just off Saint Charles, in no-man's land

              C                 G       C     F
  And you'll have to find your own way home, boys,

          C                 G       C
  You'll have to find your own way home

        C                                    F
  The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year old boy

        C        G            C
  Shot dead in march, in a robbery

        C                                   F
  His brothers started out, to hell and to ruin

           C                   G
  Troy's killers were never, caught they say

    C                       F
  Young Nick, he just went bad that day

             C                G       C     F
  Now he'll have to find his own way home, boy's,

         C                G       C
  He'll have to find his own way home

 G                 C                G                   C
  Why cook dinner,  why make my bed,  why come home, at all

   F                 C          Am
  Out the door and through the woods,

             C            Am     Em  G 
  There's a world where nothing grows

        C                                    F
  It's hard to say grace, and to sit in the place

               C     G       C    G
  Of someone missing at the table

         C                                      F
  Mom's hair sprayed tight and her face in her hands

     C               G
  Watching T.V. for answers to me

    C                    F
  After all she's only human 

              C                 G       C     F
  And she's trying to find her own way home, boy's

          C                 G       C
  She's trying to find her own way home

 C         G        C        F         C       G        Am
  My legs ache, my heart is sore, the well is full of pennies