intro: after drums B for 4 measures
B G# E B
You only got one finger left and its pointing at the door
B G# E B
And you're taking for granted what the Lord's made on the floor
B G# E B
So I'm picking up the pieces and I'm putting them up for sale
B G# E B
Throw your meal ticket out the window put your skeletons in jail
F# B
Cuz' Lord only knows its getting late
F# B
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
E G# B G#
To give yourself a call let your bottom dollars fall
G F# B
Throwing you two bit cares down the drain
drum interlude, solo guitar, 2 bars of B
B G# E B
Invite me to the seven seas like some seasick man
B G# E B
You will do whatever you please and I'll do whatever I can
B G# E B
Titanic, fare thee well, my eyes are turning pink
B G# E B
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Don't call when the new age gets old enough to drink
F# B
Cuz' Lord only knows its getting late
F# B
Your senses are gone so don't hesitate
E G# B G#
Move on up the hill there's nothing dead left to kill
G F# B
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
B/D-A/F#/E repeat these 4 bars
B D A F# E B D A
Odelay, odelay, odelay, odelay, odelay, odelay
F# E B/D-A/F#/E
Just passing through
B D A F# E
Odelay, odelay, odelay, odelay
on the A and D strings noodle around between the A, B, D, and E notes
Going back to Houston
Do the hotdog dance
Going back to Houston
To get me some pants
