2 acessos
E7 E I was a poor little kid in the lungs of new York Just like a motherless son of a bitch A7 A A7 Loaded on ephedrine looking for downers and coke E E7 E Like a sun that just wouldn't set out on the horizon B7 A7 E E7 E Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs [Verse] E I took a train and came up from Carolina I was looking for something to do A7 Nothing I found could ever quite occupy me E With nothing to gain there's always nothing to lose B7 A7 E E7 E Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs B7 A7 E E7 E Cry me a river till the morning comes [Verse] E I should've died a hundred thousand times Teetering stoned off the side of buildings A7 Nobody loved me and nobody even tried E7 E You cant hang on to something that wont stop moving B7 A7 E Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs [Verse] E I got arrested down south for hitting a clerk I spit in his face, the bastard knocked me out A7 He leered at my lady and then he touched her face E Thank God she had the money to bail me out B7 A7 E Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs B7 A7 E Cry me a river till the morning comes [Chorus] A A7 A Bar room boogie just like in the movies A A7 A E7 E Go on put it to me shake it till the rattles come on E7 E Take me where the morning don't come [Verse] E I had a dog named Jet, when I was a kid Until one day he wandered off and died A7 One night I went in the yard and dug him up E7 E And he laid in the box just like a pile of bones B7 A7 E Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs [Verse] E I used to get loaded and baby Id drive your car It seemed like there was always a cop A7 Coming behind me and following close as they could E Eventually they'd just trail off B7 A7 E Loaded and cruising to them nighttime songs B7 A7 E Cry me a river till the morning comes [Chorus] A A7 A Bar room boogie just like in the movies A A7 A E7 E Go on put it to me shake it till the rattles come on E7 E Take me where the morning don't come [Verse] E I think I died a hundred thousand times Mixing liquor with mystery pills A7 Mystery pills and heroin mixed into cocaine E E7 E E7 Face down out on the riverside E Most of my friends are married and making them babies To most of them I already died A7 And whatever it is about you I've always hated E Is something about myself I just couldn't hide B7 A7 E And I'm going going baby I'm almost gone [Outro] A7 A E So cry me a river to the other side of the morning E E7 E To where the morning don't come E E7 E To where the morning don't come E E7 E To where the morning don't come