Age Of Assassins Tabulatur von Two Gallants (für Baryton)

D
Oh when the summer sun come cutting

Like a clean razor blade
       G
And I wake to the day and all the visions I've made
 D
Reached out my hand for the curl of her hair
     G
And whisper my dreams to the girl who's not there
 A
Gather some memory from the night before
             D       A               G
Where'd she go? she go, where'd she go?
A
Screaming of threats and slam of a door


              D           A            G
Well I don't know, don't know, don't know

      D
So I look to the window and the city below
      G
From this bed of mine

Where I eat sweet jelly rolls
       D
Think I'll put on my face

I'd like to fix me a drink
        G
'Cause somewhere someone knows just what I think
      A
Last night's but a question that hangs likes a noose
            D     A   G
'Round my throat, my throat
A
Surely tonight, I'll invite its abuse


                 D         A       G
Well there's no hope, no hope, no hope

         D
Goodness me, oh my
                         G
Oh my god, I still might be fine
                             A
Get through all the pains I fake
                      G
Poor boy could use a break
                           D
A break from my own daily hate, oh
                           G
"Pain is something no one else knows"
                         A
That's what I hear them say
                           G
But everyone bereaves the day
                    A      D   G
I said weary weary walk away


      D
So I take to the streets like the dead to the grave
     G
You light me a smoke because it's right to behave
         D
And I'm all juiced up all morning because the morning is when
 G
Heros stand tall in the statues of men

             A
And all the pigeons adore me and peck at my feet
        D         A         G
Oh the fame, the fame, the fame
  A
Someday they may use my head as a seat
               D          A          G
Well I can't wait, can't wait, can't wait


         D
Goodness me, oh my
                          G
Oh my god, I still might get by
                              A
Get through all the pains I fake
                      G
Poor boy could use a break
                           D
A break from my own daily hate, oh
                           G
"Pain is something no one else knows"
                         A
That's what I hear them say
                           G
But everyone bereaves the day
                    A      D       G
I said weary weary walk away


D                 A
When I die alone bury me deep
                   D
Way out west past Sunset Street
    D7            G        D         A     D
So I can hear old 29 when she goes rollin' by
D                      A
And when they come to claim my skin
                    D
And I go back where I begin
 D7                     G
Place the stones at my head and feet
           D         A      D
Tell them all I've gone to sleep


            D
And as the city unravels her metal bedroll
   G                                    D
I dirty her sheets with the stumble I stroll

And the people all stop just to watch me go by
         G
With a thirst in my throat and a tear in my eye

                                                                                 
                                           D          A       G
So riddle me this while I lend you my soul in a song, in a song, a song
    A
And balance the sky on these shoulders of mine
           D         A         G
Until the dawn, the dawn, the dawn

         D
Goodness me, oh my
                          G
Oh my god, I still might get by
                              A
Get through all the pains I fake
                       G
Poor boy could use a break
                           D
A break from my own daily hate, oh
                            G
"Pain is something no one else knows"
                         A
That's what I hear them say
                           G
But everyone bereaves the day
                    A      D       G    A    D
I said weary weary walk away