Warren Zevon - Empty hearted town

^D Ain't life strange ^Bm Ain't it funny ^Bb Nothing matters much but^Dbm love and money ^G Things don't work out^A the way you reckonded ^D Money comes first And the love. comes. se^Acond. ^F# Cigarettes make the sun come up ^Bm Whiskey makes the sun go down ^Em And in between ^A We do a lot of standing around ^Bm It's all I can d^Ao To ^Gmake it through the^D day ^DShe wrapped it all in darkness ^DAnd I can't find my w^Aay, and

^DI'm walking down the sidew^Galks of ^DLA Wishing I had a warmer jacke^At And the leaves are falling dow^Dn ^{C G}I'm just another man With an ^Dempty ^Ahanded ^Gheart In an ^Deee-mpty hearted ^Atown

^D It started out alrig^Bmht ^Bb Ended up all wron^Eg ^GShoulda done, ^Ashoulda done That's my son^Dg ^Bm Now the ^Anight is falling hard and f^Bast ^Em All dressed up for the masquerad^Ae And the ^Amlights of the c^Dity stretch as f^Gar as the ^Bmeye can s^Eee ^{Em D C} Look what w^Gonders man has m^Emade ^C Look what w^Gonders man has m^Aade

I'm ^Dwalking down the sidew^Galks of ^DLA Wishing I had a warmer ja^Acket And the leaves are falling d^Down I'm j^Gust another ^Emman ^Bb With an em^Dpty handed he^Gart In an eee^D-mpty hearted t^Aown I'^Dm walking down the sidew^Galks of ^DLA Wishing I had a warmer ja^Acket And something more to s^Day