The Donor Blues

D // A / G /////

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Found my fingers up north in the forest of the fern
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Yeah I blame them words for all I've learned
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Well I watched my wits walk west where the money is earned
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Just to strut my stuff and wait my turn

                 Am                 G
And I have often thought that these old bones
            D
Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna
Am       G                     D
   These old shoes should just go on and give out
Am        G                    D      A     G
  They're running the jail for profit these days
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That's what they say

D

Lost my lungs long ago in the belly of the beast
Yeah I got my gall from the boys back east
Yeah I sing sweet songs with the throat that belongs to her
Yeah she wears my heart and wears my words

F#m
Got these lips from the girl next door
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The only problem is they only beg for more
F#m
Sold my skin for some fancy clothes
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I thought I'd get a better deal but that's the way it goes

Chorus

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F#m
Put all the rest in a hollow tree
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Yeah fill it with cement and let me be