Poor Places Lyrics

slap a capo on the 3rd fret.
A*=
Verse:
(Hold each for a 2 count)
It's my fathers' voice dreaming of sailors sailin' off in the mornin'
For the air-conditioned rooms at the top of the stairs
His jaw's been broken, his bandage is wrapped too tight
His fangs have been pulled and I really wanna see you tonight
There's bourbon on the breath of the singer you love so much
He takes all his words from the books that you don't read anyway
His jaw's been broken, his bandage is wrapped too tight
His fangs have been pulled and I really wanna see you tonight
Someone ties a bow in my backyard to show me love
My voice is climbin' walls, smoking, and I want love
My jaw's been broken, my heart is wrapped in ice
My fangs have been pulled and I really wanna see you tonight
And it makes no difference to me
How they cried all over on the seas
When it's hot in the poor places tonight
I'm not goin' outside
Fill: Relative to Capo of course
Then repeat Eb C G for the rest of the song while a second guitar plays a litte 2 note
over the top:
D----9h10---------|
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