New Drink for the Old Drunk
Crooked Fingers
Capo 2
D G A
Would you try, could you buy a new drink for the old drunk
D G A
It’s no crime to resign misery with a bottle
G A Bm D
Well, you walked into town without making a sound
G A Bm D
And you slipped as you slammed your face into the crowd
G A Bm D
As you tried to forget all the words that were said
G A Bm D
To deny all the things that you keep in your head
G A
When you came you were new but today you’re much older
D G A
You were spent so you went to get used in the corner
G A Bm D
Where they kicked you around like a rodeo clown
G A Bm D
And it echoed through town they were beating you down
G A Bm D
And as they spread the word that you liked how it hurt
G A Bm D
All at once you were cause for a pitiful cure
D
Hours pass by half forgotten
G A
Night turns black ‘cause it’s rotten
D
And we slide right to the bottom
G A
Our tongues made out of cotton
D
Eyes seal shut in a slumber
G A
‘Til we hear someone mumble
D
Could you spare from the tumbler
G A
A new drink for the old drunk
D G A
Now you waste all your days in the dark in the corner
D G A
Without light, without grace, where you wait for the slaughter
G A Bm D
Where they spit in your face as the hours grow late
G A Bm D
And they laugh as they lie and then seal up your fate
G A Bm D
And you cringe as you binge to forget how you hate
G A Bm D
All the doom in this pitiful room you create
D
Hours pass by half forgotten
G A
Night turns black ‘cause it’s rotten
D
And we slide right to the bottom
G A
Our tongues made out of cotton
D
Eyes seal shut in a slumber
G A
‘Til we hear someone mumble
D
Could you spare from the tumbler
G A
A new drink for the old drunk
