Townes van Zandt - Rake

Well, ^DmI used to wake and ^Frun with the moon I ^Glived like a rake and a young man I ^Dmcovered my lovers with ^Fflowers and wounds my ^Glaughter the devil would frighten.

The ^Fsun, she would ^Gcome and ^Cbeat me back ^Dmdown but ^Cevery cruel day had its ^Dmnightfall I'd ^Fwelcome the ^Gstars with ^Cwine and guit^Dmars ^C full of fire and for^Dmgetful

^FMy body was ^Gsharp ^Cthe dark air ^Dmclean and ^Coutrage my joyful ^Dmcompanion whis^Fperin' wo^Gmen how ^Csweet did they ^Dmseem ^Ckneelin' for me to com^Dmmand them

^FAnd time was like ^Gwater but ^CI was the ^Dmsea I ^Cwouldn't have noticed it ^Dmpassing except ^Ffor the tur^Gnin' of ^Cnight into ^Dmday and ^Cturnin' of day into ^Dmcursin'

^FYou look at me ^Gnow and ^Cdon't think I don't ^Dmknow what ^Call of your eyes are a ^Dmsayin' Does he ^Fwant us to bel^Gieve ^Cthese ravings and ^Dmlies ^Cthey're just tricks that his brain's been a ^Dmplayin'?

^FA lover of wo^Gmen ^Che can't hardly ^Dmstand he ^Ctrembles he's bent and he's ^Dmbroken I've ^Ffallen it's ^Gtrue ^Cbut I say unto ^Dmyou ^Chold your tongues until after I've ^Dmspoken

^FI was takin' by ^Gpride ^Cin the pleasures I'd ^Dmknown I ^Claughed and said I'd be for^Dmgiven but my ^Flaughter turned '^Dmround ^Ceyes blazin' and ^Dmsaid ^Cmy friend, we're holding a ^Dmwedding

^FI buried my ^Gface ^Cbut it spoke once ^Dmagain night ^Cto the day we're a ^Dmbindin' and ^Fnow the dark ^Dmair ^Cis like fire on my ^Dmskin ^Cand even the moonlight is ^Dmblinding