Waylon Jennings – 33Rd Of August (Guitar)

C                          F
Today there's no salvation band's packed up and gone

G                                     C      F
I'm left standing with my penny in my hand

C                          F
Down at railroad station a blind man sings his song

G                                   C
I think he sees things I don't understand.

         F
It's the 33rd of August

                         C
And I'm finally touching down

F               Dm
Eight days from Sunday

        G         C
Finds me Saturday bound.

  C                            F
I stumbled through the darkness tumble to my knees

 G                                C
A thousand voices screaming in my brain

                               F
Wound up in a squad car busted down for vacancy

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Outside my cell it's sure as hell looks just like rain.

         F
It's the 33rd of August

                         C
And I'm finally touching down

F               Dm
Eight days from Sunday

        G         C
Finds me Saturday bound.

     C                        F
I've put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain

G                              C
Killed my violent nature with a smile

                             F
Let the demons dance and sing within my fevered brain

    G                               C
Not all my God like thoughts were defiled.

         F
It's the 33rd of August

                         C
And I'm finally touching down

F               Dm
Eight days from Sunday

        G         C
Finds me Saturday bound.