Artist: Tom Waits
The st[G]airs sound so lo[D]nely with[G]out you
[B7] I ain't made my bed in a w[C]eek, Coffee st[C]ains on the p[D]aper I'm wri[G]ting [E]
And I'm t[A7]oo choked up inside to s[D]peak
Well yes I k[G]now [D] that our differences [G] pulled us apart
[B7] Never spoke a word heart to he[C]art, I'm g[C]lad t[D]hat you're g[G]one [E]
But I w[A7]ish to the L[D]ord you'd come h[G]ome [D]
Yes I'm g[G]la--a[D]d that you're g[G]one,[B7] Got the feeling so st[C]rong
I'm gl[C]ad t[D]hat you're g[G]one,[E] But I w[A7]ish to the L[D]ord that you'd come h[G]ome [D]
Well my gu[G]itar still pl[D]ays your fav[G]orite song
[B7] Though the strings have been outta tune for some t[C]ime
Every t[C]ime I play a ch[D]ord, I p[G]ray out to the L[E]ord
That you'll q[A7]uit your honkey-t[D]onk and sing my s[G]ong [D]
Yes I'm g[G]la--a[D]d that you're g[G]one,[B7] Got the feeling so st[C]rong
I'm gl[C]ad t[D]hat you're g[G]one,[E] But I w[A7]ish to the L[D]ord that you'd come h[G]ome [D]
[G] So I'll Throw another l[D]og onto the f[G]ire,
[B7] And, I'll admit I'm a lousy liar [C]
As the c[C]oals die down and fl[D]icker, I h[G]ear that guitar pi[E]cker
Play the s[A7]ong we used to s[D]ing so long a[G]go [D]
Yes I'm g[G]la--a[D]d glad that you're g[G]one,[B7] Got the feeling so st[C]rong
I'm gl[C]ad t[D]hat you're g[G]one,[E] But I wi[A7]sh to the Lo[D]rd you'd come ho[G]me
[B7] I ain't made my bed in a w[C]eek, Coffee st[C]ains on the p[D]aper I'm wri[G]ting [E]
And I'm t[A7]oo choked up inside to s[D]peak
Well yes I k[G]now [D] that our differences [G] pulled us apart
[B7] Never spoke a word heart to he[C]art, I'm g[C]lad t[D]hat you're g[G]one [E]
But I w[A7]ish to the L[D]ord you'd come h[G]ome [D]
Yes I'm g[G]la--a[D]d that you're g[G]one,[B7] Got the feeling so st[C]rong
I'm gl[C]ad t[D]hat you're g[G]one,[E] But I w[A7]ish to the L[D]ord that you'd come h[G]ome [D]
Well my gu[G]itar still pl[D]ays your fav[G]orite song
[B7] Though the strings have been outta tune for some t[C]ime
Every t[C]ime I play a ch[D]ord, I p[G]ray out to the L[E]ord
That you'll q[A7]uit your honkey-t[D]onk and sing my s[G]ong [D]
Yes I'm g[G]la--a[D]d that you're g[G]one,[B7] Got the feeling so st[C]rong
I'm gl[C]ad t[D]hat you're g[G]one,[E] But I w[A7]ish to the L[D]ord that you'd come h[G]ome [D]
[G] So I'll Throw another l[D]og onto the f[G]ire,
[B7] And, I'll admit I'm a lousy liar [C]
As the c[C]oals die down and fl[D]icker, I h[G]ear that guitar pi[E]cker
Play the s[A7]ong we used to s[D]ing so long a[G]go [D]
Yes I'm g[G]la--a[D]d glad that you're g[G]one,[B7] Got the feeling so st[C]rong
I'm gl[C]ad t[D]hat you're g[G]one,[E] But I wi[A7]sh to the Lo[D]rd you'd come ho[G]me
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