Tell my momma not to worry
The food is sweet and the weather’s been sunny
and I’m well known roundabout
The local pick pocket is a layabout

Tell my daddy oh there’s no need for washing
They do it in your sleep when you’re not watching
I’ve already had the neighbors here
Johnny Cash came around and we split a beer

I’m dead and done by the heat of the sun
and I’ll rest my hat in an Autumn field
and I’ll hang my hat in an Autumn field
In an Autumn field

The girls up here sure look swell
They sing like birds, I hear it’s nothing like hell
The local priest says there’s no need for cheatin’
The local wags call it meetin’ and a greetin’

I’m dead and I’m done by the heat of the sun
and I’ll rest my hat in an Autumn field
and I’ll hang my hat in an Autumn field.

Intro: vamp it in Am

I’m pale I’ve brought it back to Winter Tale
So spare the ghosts around my neck
The winds against the sails
I’m shivering up a storm of roadside pines, a
Thirst shreds the ballast cold
And shows the olden times

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I’m bold and sorrow thrown into the day
Into the barrels of the sun I turned and found a way
The naked branches cut the empty air
The river birds have fled away
From all their wear and tear

Am Em G (for each line)
The covered surface hugs the board but keeps in the sky
A childhood glimpse that keeps you warm but hangs you to dry
The shameful dream the shameful face that pulls on your heart
Those brittle winds will keep the dawn from you at the start

So bring me choirs to ease me on my way
So bring me screams of organs for the day
So bring me choirs to brighten all the gales
So bring me screams of organs and the wails
Of winter tales

I heard a lonely voice cut through the rain
“So take away my conscious mind and take away my fame,”
To embrace the day to cut through my only soul
I’d starch my love of all its parts
To the blackness of burnt coal.

Standard Tuning in D

(Verse 1)

And I see papers and papers
Stacked up in formation
That mean much before
They’re lining the fire

As the bottomless heat goes
To harness your anger
Your blood and
Your deepest desire

(Verse 2)

Because there’s no truth stolen
That’s been ever brought forward
By the minds of the writers
Looking face down on the gutter

Cause this world’s full of thinkers
And suffragette speakers
Who deny that they ever wear a dress
Oh, this god forsaken town is in a mess

(Chorus)

And all the truths been let out loose
Is desperate to amuse
As it grabs you by the throat
And strings out all the times you’ve used

But now you don’t belong
You whisper when you speak
You turn yourself to nighttime
You’re trying to find your feet

So let me run, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord

Run…
Lord, just let me run
So let me run, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, just let me run

Riff

(Verse 3)

But as the morning awakens
That light sends a shudder
The twist of hope that helped you down
Is left to rest and stir

You back down a hallway
To flourish the darkness
And fool yourself
You did it all for her
And him, and her

(Chorus)
And all the truths been let out loose
Is desperate to amuse
As it grabs you by the throat
And strings out all the times you’ve used

But now you don’t belong
You whisper when you speak
You turn yourself to nighttime
You’re trying to find your feet

So let me run, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord

Run…
Lord, just let me run
So let me run, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, just let me run

Outro

But I’ve seen your face before
Rich boy playing poor
Ravaging the whores
Ignoring constant calls

Now you don’t belong
You whisper when you speak
You turn yourself to nighttime
You’re trying to find your feet

So let me run, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord

Run…
Lord, just let me run
So let me run, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, just let me run