Ramshackle Glory - Bitter old man

^Ci was born a bitter old man who got his^F heart broken in catalonia, ^G1936^F. i haven’t felt right^C since, so i gave up on life before i a^Frrived. i knew this place wasn’t safe for anyone bu^Gt fascists and republicans an^Fd their apolog^Cists. ^Gbut i swear to ^Fgod, i’m gonn^Ca die full of ^Dmnaive optimism^G; a teenager’s heartbreaking conviction ^Fthat things can be different. oh yeah, things are gonna be real ^Gdifferent when we’re finished around ^Chere. i always ^Dmwanted to die ^Fyoung. ^{G C}i always ^Dmwanted to die ^Fyoung. ^{G C}i always ^Dmwanted to die ^Fyoung; now i feel ^Gyounger every ^Dmday, and i just hope i die younger than i ^Cam^F. ^{G F C}i can hear you from a dozen states away ^Fshivering through a dope sick morning o^Gf no money left and ^Fnothing else to s^Cteal. ^Clord only knows that i’ve had my ^Fshare, because there were years when i was ready to^G die, but it’s only be^Fen recently that i’ve b^Ceen willing to live. ^Gand i swear to g^Fod, i didn’t^C plan for things to^Dm end up this wa^Gy. i had a teenager’s convict^Fion that i would be different. oh yeah, ^Gi was gonna be real different than the person ^Ci became.

i always ^Dmwanted to die ^Fyoung. ^{G C}i always ^Dmwanted to die ^Fyoung. ^{G C}i always ^Dmwanted to die ^Fyoung; now i feel ^Gyounger every ^Dmday, and i just hope i die younger than i ^Cam^F. ^{G F C}but now living^G’s a struggl^Fe, except when it isn’t. (yeah), ^Ci woke up this^G morning and i wasn’t in^F prison, ^Cbut i can’t promis^Ge that i’m far f^From it.

^Cbut with friends like^G you, who needs ^Fhomicide? ^Cso this song goes out to a^Gll our homies locked ^Fdown. ^Ccome on ^Gback now, we need you ^Faround. ^Cthat judge, he ^Gdoesn’t know what he?^F??s done. ^Cno, judges ^Gnever know the things they ^Fdo. how could they?