Mark Lanegan Band - The killing season

^G/BKilling s^Bbeason it's ^Gbeginning ^G/BI feel your h^Bbands around my t^Ghroat ^G/BYou're either ^Bblose, or come up w^Ginning ^G/BI wear my o^Bbld gray over c^Goat, ^G/BI paint it m^Bberry, I paint it b^Glack ^G/BTonight they ^Bbhang Jerry^G, tonight they hang Jack

^G/BWhen this k^Bbilling season's o^Gpened, ^G/BI never ^Bbsay your name a^Ggain And i^G/Bf a smell your pe^Bbrfume, the pe^Grfume of your blood I ^G/Bknow it's just a co^Bbincidence, in^Gstance of my drug ^G/BYou hear the c^Bbhildren speaking b^Gackwards ^G/BTheir bodies f^Bbloat above he b^Ged

^FWho sings a song that isn't su^Gng, my soul's in traction ^FCops and criminals, and all that c^Grawl get into action ^FSmell in the instance of the pe^Grfume of your blood ^FSmell in the instance of the pe^Grfume of my drug

^G/BThe prick and b^Bborder start to p^Gound, ^G/BPowdering in the a^Bbir like anthrax^G brought six white horses down ^G/BWhen this cold, d^Bbark night is o^Gver, ^G/BThere ain't nob^Bbody left a^Ground

^FI paint it merry, p^Gaint it black ^FTonight they hang Jerry, t^Gonight they hang Jack ^FAnd when this fever's dream is e^Gnding ^FI'll never come this way a^Ggain ^FAnd if a smell your perfume, the perfume of your blood ^G/BI know it's j^Bbust a coincidence, i^Gnstance of my drug

^G/BKilling se^Bbason it's be^Gginning ^G/BSkeleton h^Bbands around my t^Ghroat ^G/BSomeone will l^Bbose, somebody's w^Ginning ^G/BI wear my o^Bbld gray over c^Goat ^G/BI wear my o^Bbld gray over c^Goat