Cowboy Junkies - Cause Cheap Is How I Feel

It's the k^Ginda night that's so cold that your spit^C freezes be^Gfore it hits the ground. ^GAnd when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar,^{C C}'cuz if he's out tonight, he mus^Dt be truly down. And I'm s^Cearchin' all the windows for a last minute present to prove to you that wh^Amat I said was real... For ^Dsomething small and frail and plastic, baby^C `Cause cheap is how I fe^Gel.

^GHalf a moon in the sky tonight- not e^Cnough to ^Gcome up with an answer to the question why is it that every time I see you^C my love g^Grows a little stronger. But your m^Cemory leaves my stomach turning, feeling like a liar ab^Dout to be revealed... But I ^Amhoard all this to myself, `Cause cheap is how I fe^Gel.

^GIt's not the smell in here that really gets to me, it's the lights^C How I hate the s^Ghadows that they cast. ^GAnd the sound of clinking bottles is the one su^Cre thing I'll always drag with me ^Dfrom my past. I think I'll f^Cind a pair of eyes tonight to fall into and ^Ammaybe strike a deal: Your ^Dbody for my soul, fa^Cce swap, `Cause cheap is how I fe^Gel.