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Undone Written by: Robert Earl Keen Intro: C D G C D
DFire one up and you toss one down CEverybody knows you been downtown DBeen downtown late last night CBust your head in a barroom fight DFightin' with your brother, fightin' with your wife CSeems you've been fighting every day of your life DCan't stand still, still can't run CYou put it all together but it come unDdone G C D C D
DYour soul is junk, your brain is dust CAll of your memories are eaten up with rust DYour nightmare's real, dreams too stark CYou love the night but you hate the dark DYour momma, your daddy, little sister too CTold you a secret they were countin' on you DYou were dying to tell but your dad said son CButton your lip but it come unDdone, unGdone, unCdonDe C D
DSo they turned you out when you turned them in CThey told you don't come back again DNow the years stack up like old beer cans CDead end jobs, payment plans DBroke down trucks, welfare checks CChild support, back-seat sex DYou'd kill yourself but you hocked your gun CYou built a noose but it come unDdone, unGdone, unCdonDe, unCdonDe
DSo you're livin' in a shack but you wanna be rich CAnd you would if it wasn't for that sonovabitch DThe sonovabitch, the dirty old whore CThe butcher, the baker, the grocery store DYou hate them, they hate you CWhat in the world are you gonna do? DIt ain't your fault but they need someone CTo blame it on when they come unDdone, unGdone, unCdonDe, unCdonDe
DNow the storm's comin' in, the sky's turned black CIt's too late now, you can't turn back DLightnin' strikes on the telephone wire CYou're drunk as a skunk, your shack's on fire DThe wife took the baby and the other two kids CThe dogs are a-howlin' and the chickens are dead DIt's your last night out and you're gonna have fun C (play then mute) They'll read it in the papers when you come unDdone, unGdone, unCdonDe, unCdonDe UnCdonDe, unCdonDe C D G C D