The Gaslight Anthem - High lonesome

So the ambulan^G#mces came, They took your ^C#mpulse and packed up your^F# things. And the papers ^G#mread, Some boys f^Borget what heartache ^F#brings. And the pounding in the ^G#mstreets Was your ^C#mheart in four/four ^F#time. And the taste of ^G#mdefeat Was ^Bnever too ^F#far from your ^Emind. ^F#

And Ma^G#mria came from ^ENashville with a ^Bsuitcase in her ^F#hand, I always ^G#mkinda sorta ^Ewished I looked like ^BElvis. ^F# And in my ^G#mhead there's all these ^Eclassic cars, And ^Boutlaw cowboy ^F#bands I always ^G#mkinda sorta ^Ewished I was someone ^Belse. ^F#

So gravity ^G#mcame, And stole the ^C#mtemple that the school boys ^F#praised G#m, And the crowds shuffled in. You're getting ^Bdrinks for the same boys who ^F#once bought you everythi^G#mng. And the powder on the bar ^C#m Was just this ^F#one time, the powder on the ^G#mbar Was just this o^Bne night, and ^F#only to get ^Eby. ^F#

^G#m There were southern a^Eccents ^F# On the ^G#mradio as I drove ^Ehome. ^F# And at ^G#mnight I wake up with the sheets soaking wet It's a ^Epretty good song, maybe ^F#you know the rest... ^G#m Maybe you know the ^Erest. ^F#

When our ^G#mboots they hit the g^Eround, | B F# |<--x3 They made a high and lonesome sound |

When our ^G#mboots they hit the g^Eround down from the ^Bclouds, They made a ^F#high and lonesome sound.