Am                           G                          F  C
There is no blues that can sound quite as heartfelt as mine
F                             Dm                           F        Am
Lamented at the gorge of the river, I watched it weep its banks dry
Am                   G                        F  C
I hum the sorriest tune on the bar at these dives
      F                       Dm                          F         Am
Send all the patrons running home to make up with their first wives


[Chorus]
          F    C
(But the low...)
          F    Am G
(And to bask...)
          F    C
(But the low...)
          F    Am G
(And to bask...)


[Verse 2]
Am                      G                  F  C
My prose is purple but not as pretty as Lucerne
             F                           Dm             F           Am
For sweet nothings from the lips of a gargoyle, nobody ever yearned
Am                              G                        F  C
Perpetually a philistine, but darling, I am longing to learn
       F                        Dm                       F                            Am
Been looked at like the rotten grape on the vine, while you and yours are drinking Sauternes


[Chorus]
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G    F
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
       C           F          Am  G
I do adore, I do adore, I do adore


[Instrumental]
F    C    F    Am G x2


[Verse 3]
           Am                 G                      F  C
I am the magpie's solo, the sorrow that makes you salute
F                           Dm                   F                           Am
Pounding the earth for the early worm, I am a glutton but it's good for my glutes
       Am                        G                       F  C
I was solace to the sirens, the bait on the fisherman's rod
F                              Dm                   F   Am
The hook took me far from my family, but closer to God


[Chorus]
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
          F  C
(But the low) is what I came for
          F           Am      G    F
(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore
                       C                  
(But the low) But the low is what I came for
         F             Am            G         F    
(And to bask) But the low is what I came here for
                       C                  
(But the low) But the low is what I came for
         F             Am            G         F    
(And to bask) But the low is what I came here for