| Am | E7 | Am | |
| Friday left me | fumblin' with the | blues |
| F | E | |
| And it's hard to win when | you always | lose |
| Am | |
| Because the | nightspots spend your spirit |
| Dm | |
| beat your | head against the wall |
| Am | E7 | Am | |
| two dead-ends you | still got to | choose |
| You know the bartenders they all know my name |
| and they catch me when I'm pulling up lame |
| and I'm a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyester shaking my head |
| when I should be living clean in stead |
| You know the ladies I've been seeing off and on |
| well they spend your love then they're gone |
| you can't be loving someone who is savage and cruel |
| Take your love and then they leave on out of town |
| No they do |
| solo |
| When I'm falling in love, It's such a breeze |
| but it's standing up that's so hard for me |
| I wanna sqeeze you but I'm scared to death I'll break your back instead |
| You know your perfume, well it won't let me be |
| You know the bartenders they all know my name |
| and they'll catch me when I'm pulling up lame |
| and I'm a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyster shaking my head |
| when I should be living clean in stead |
| so come on baby, let your love light shine |
| gotta bury me inside of your fire |
| cause your eyes are enough to blind me |
| you're like a-looking at the sun |
| you gotta whisper tell me I'm the one |
| come on and whisper tell me I'm the one |
| gotta whisper tell me I'm the one |
| come on and whisper tell me I'm the one |
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