This is one of my favorite songs of Giving Up The Ghost, I don't know if yall have heard it, but if you have, enjoy!
[Capo 5th fret]
Intro: C F C F C C/B C/A C/G F G
C F
Big Joe Turner, Elmore James
C F
Street survivor sellin' walkin canes
C C/B C/A C/G F
Give your babies, wholly names for me
C F
I don't know, but I've been told
C F
You never grow up and you never get old
C C/B C/A C/G
You can watch the world, be embodied so
F G
All on your T.V
[Chorus]
F C
Sometimes it gets a little rough,
G
Like the wheels made of steal
Am
Gone an uphill mountain, better
F C
Stand tall if you're gonna stand at all
G F C
And if you're gonna fall, well you might as well fall
Build a house honey, make it home
Gonna make a place man where I can be alone
Don't the yard look pretty when it's over-grown
Standin' six feet tall
This ain't a ride, but it's a livin'
You've got to take-a just what you are givin, cause
Luck only matters with the cars and the women
And sometimes not at all
[Chorus]
Peepin' Tom said to, Maddam Rose
I've seen you twice already with-a out your clothes
What I suggest, honey, what I purpose, is that
You see me without mine
Tell John Henery, Cassius Clay
Swingin' Iron for a livin' is one hell of a way
But whatever you do, don't let your hammer stray
I believe we'll be just fine
Sometimes it gets a little rough,
Like the wheels made of steal
Gone an uphill mountain, better
Stand tall if you're gonna stand at all
And if you're gonna crawl, well you might as well crawl
F C
Oh you might as well crawl (repeat x2)
End on F
[Capo 5th fret]
Intro: C F C F C C/B C/A C/G F G
C F
Big Joe Turner, Elmore James
C F
Street survivor sellin' walkin canes
C C/B C/A C/G F
Give your babies, wholly names for me
C F
I don't know, but I've been told
C F
You never grow up and you never get old
C C/B C/A C/G
You can watch the world, be embodied so
F G
All on your T.V
[Chorus]
F C
Sometimes it gets a little rough,
G
Like the wheels made of steal
Am
Gone an uphill mountain, better
F C
Stand tall if you're gonna stand at all
G F C
And if you're gonna fall, well you might as well fall
Build a house honey, make it home
Gonna make a place man where I can be alone
Don't the yard look pretty when it's over-grown
Standin' six feet tall
This ain't a ride, but it's a livin'
You've got to take-a just what you are givin, cause
Luck only matters with the cars and the women
And sometimes not at all
[Chorus]
Peepin' Tom said to, Maddam Rose
I've seen you twice already with-a out your clothes
What I suggest, honey, what I purpose, is that
You see me without mine
Tell John Henery, Cassius Clay
Swingin' Iron for a livin' is one hell of a way
But whatever you do, don't let your hammer stray
I believe we'll be just fine
Sometimes it gets a little rough,
Like the wheels made of steal
Gone an uphill mountain, better
Stand tall if you're gonna stand at all
And if you're gonna crawl, well you might as well crawl
F C
Oh you might as well crawl (repeat x2)
End on F
