Tonart: D major
Verse 1
D
Bm
D
Bm
I was
D
Bm
So I turned to traveling around where the
nights fade and the days begin.
F#m
G
They called me a hobo but I never
G
Told me a pilgrim, but I was not to blame
clay
Bm
A
G
Trying to put a hurry up on
Judgment
D
Bm
D
Bm
Day
St.
Louis
F#m
Till it was just me and my cellmate
F#m
And then he started laughing, saying,
D
A
He offered me a cigarette.
Bm
A
As I reached, he pulled away, saying,
D
Bm
D
Bm
Till it's judgment day.
A
Bm
all the women look the same
F#m
And they give their names so quietly,
D
A
And names are just the final thing
G
And you'll pass yours on so willingly when
D
G
Bm
D
it comes judgment day
Bm
F#m
Staring into my heart with the eyes of
G
St.
John of the
Cross
D
A
Wondering if I'd return again,
A
G
Once you've turned your back and the
rope goes slack around
Judgment
D
Bm
D
Bm
Day
Great
D
A
For whatever the next motel costs,
A
G
And I'll hide out till I hear that
song that calls me
Judgment
D
Bm
D
Bm
Day
D
you
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TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteD Bm F#m G A
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