Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
Am
When I light a smoke
E
Dm
E
and think back now to when he died
Dm
It's funny how time has
Am
justified his memory
Dm
Way back then we knew his
name was Trouble
Dm
Bdim
E
we all knew where he'd more than likely be
Dm
The coppers chased him up a track that took them
E
round the back of a shack that shook each time
Dm
Am
the northbound train rolled into view
Dm
And there alone between
C
the cranks and backfires
of a Norton Manx
Dm
Bdim
he told them life is good,
E
A
no thanks to you
Dm
And for anyone more cynical
E
than those of us who knew him as he lived,
C
Am
each episode was all too typical.
D
Dm
It was easy to fold the page
C
and say another jerk, another gun,
Em
Dm
E
Dm
an other more.
E
Dm
But when I draw a line
C
that goes back through the way he died,
Bdim
who knows, I don't
E
A
see no reason at all.
Am
His mother never reconciled with anyone
Dm
and each parole was just a chance to reload
Am
A
Dm
Ah, but did we love his crooked smile
C
the way he left the coppers all beguiled
Bdim
as he headed out to straighten
E
out the south gate road.
Dm
Now the towies told us later he was airborne
E
when he hit the tree with a
Dm
Am
A
blood alcohol of 1 .7 or more.
Am
Dm
Now they'd never seen
a body spread so far
C
Between his pretty head
Bdim
and his Cuban heel
E
A
Riding boots before
Dm
And later on the nondescript
C
The eucalypts all soaking in the rain
D
And it ought to be so easy
Dm
Even now to say who else was there
C
Bdim
E
As he was lowered down that hole
Dm
If you ask me why these things
C
should prey upon me now
Bdim
I guess I'd try to say there
E
A
ain't no reason at all
Bm
But on lonely nights I sit and stare
F#
across the living fields
Em
To where the northbound train
Bm
still runs bey ond the bay
Em
And some nights I could swear
D
I see his grey eyes staring back at me
C#dim
From where the moonlight
F#
burns across the rails
Em
I know that's crap, the kind of thing
F#
The moonlight and the silence
Em
bring to tease and entertain
Em
It's just to the rest of us
he represented life
D
C#dim
in all its youthful scented glory.
F#
Bm
And he left us all behind.
Em
F#
I love this world, this pretty scene
D
Painted on its own, rice paper screen
Em
I'd never dream of breaking through
Bm
C#
So easy to the other side
C#dim
F#
so close I can hear it call
Em
When I feel that way
D
I got no reason to do anything or not
C#dim
F#
Bm
There ain't no reason at all
Em
Yeah, when I get that way
D
I got no reason to do anything or not
C#dim
F#
Bm
Em
There ain't no reason at all.
D
Bm
F#
C#dim
F#
Verse 2
Bm
Wooo!
Woo!
Applause
Applause
So you. Thank you. Bye.
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