The Rumjacks - Bus floor bottles

There's a touch^E o' rain to greet the train Where it cough^C#ms up all its c^Eontents on the town ^{C#m B} From n^Eear and far they'll hug the bar And the talk^C#m gets cheap and na^Esty by the hour ^{C#m B} The only ^Ekiss they'd ever cared for was the bottle And they'll fall into a me^C#mthylated love until whenev^Eer ^{C#m B} To r^Eun from your shadows half the battle And they'll sit and mutter bi^C#mtter little words about the we^Eather Or whatev^C#mer ^B

And the b^Aus floor bottles ^F#mring While the dr^Aunks are tryin' to ^F#msing And ^AI can't feel a t^Bhing beneath me ^E

Though he c^Eombs the bins for empty tins They s^C#may that he's got a fo^Ertune stashed away ^{C#m B} And wh^Een they toss him out that means the ^C#mboss is in Or el^Ese they'd let him stay ^{C#m B} The ra^Ein rolls down the window Falls like sh^C#mells on the hori^Ezon Giving rise to all his memories of^C#m home^B Where s^Eirens aren't such pretty things and the f^C#mear so paraly^Esin' It could turn the air you breathe into ^C#mstone^B

And the b^Aus floor bottles ^F#mring While the dr^Aunks are tryin' to ^F#msing And ^AI can't feel a t^Bhing beneath me ^E And the b^Aus floor bottles ^F#mring While the dr^Aunks are tryin' to ^F#msing And ^AI can't feel a t^Bhing beneath me ^E

The k^Eids run feral up and down the street And meet^C#m their friends for life, ^Eor so they swear ^{C#m B} And the brig^Eht young man sings 'Kick the can' Walking ha^C#mnd in hand with his lov^Ee to god knows where ^{C#m B} She s^Eays "this is killin' me, its been for a year or three, I've g^C#motta get away, good luc^Ek, take care" ^{C#m B} 'Cos the wi^End'll rattle and the wind'll roar But the shi^C#mt'll only settle at the po^Eor folks' door 'round here I ^C#mswear^B

And the b^Aus floor bottles ^F#mring While the dr^Aunks are tryin' to ^F#msing And ^AI can't feel a t^Bhing beneath me ^E And the b^Aus floor bottles ^F#mring While the dr^Aunks are tryin' to ^F#msing And ^AI can't feel a t^Bhing beneath me ^E

And the b^Aus floor bottles ^F#mring While the dr^Aunks are tryin' to ^F#msing And ^AI can't feel a t^Bhing And the b^Aus floor bottles ^F#mring While the dr^Aunks are tryin' to ^F#msing And ^AI can't feel a t^Bhing beneath me ^E