David Allan CoeA Sense of Humor
Capo 1
Every [F]night another woman
Every [Bb]day a different town
If I'm [C]not accused of speeding
I'm accused of coming [F]down
With a legal dose of something
That you [Bb]heard was going 'round
And you [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Every [F]song another record
Every [Bb]day just like a clock
Knowing [C]well I've had to take it
Till I make it to the [F]top
With the devil right behind me
And my [Bb]heart about to stop
Then you [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Twenty [Bb]years I was in prison
More [F]than that I was alone
Some [Bb]lily-white reporter
Thinks it's time that I was [C]stoned
Without [F]sin, he wrote the story
And it [Bb]chilled me to the bone
Then he [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
I shaved my [F]beard and cut my hair off
It don't [Bb]matter anyhow
It was [C]truth that told the answers
To the questions up till [F]now
"Crucify him," someone shouted
[Bb]
Then they [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Hey, take them [F]crosses from my doorstep
There's no [Bb]reason to my rhyme
Everybody [C]knows somebody
Will take care of me in [F]time
I made friends of all you stand for
But the [Bb]blind can't lead the blind
Just be [C]glad I haven't lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Just be [C]glad I haven't lost my Sense of [F]Humor
'Cause if I ever catch you I'm gonna kick your ass.
Capo 1
Every [F]night another woman
Every [Bb]day a different town
If I'm [C]not accused of speeding
I'm accused of coming [F]down
With a legal dose of something
That you [Bb]heard was going 'round
And you [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Every [F]song another record
Every [Bb]day just like a clock
Knowing [C]well I've had to take it
Till I make it to the [F]top
With the devil right behind me
And my [Bb]heart about to stop
Then you [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Twenty [Bb]years I was in prison
More [F]than that I was alone
Some [Bb]lily-white reporter
Thinks it's time that I was [C]stoned
Without [F]sin, he wrote the story
And it [Bb]chilled me to the bone
Then he [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
I shaved my [F]beard and cut my hair off
It don't [Bb]matter anyhow
It was [C]truth that told the answers
To the questions up till [F]now
"Crucify him," someone shouted
[Bb]
Then they [C]wondered why I lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Hey, take them [F]crosses from my doorstep
There's no [Bb]reason to my rhyme
Everybody [C]knows somebody
Will take care of me in [F]time
I made friends of all you stand for
But the [Bb]blind can't lead the blind
Just be [C]glad I haven't lost my Sense of [F]Humor.
Just be [C]glad I haven't lost my Sense of [F]Humor
'Cause if I ever catch you I'm gonna kick your ass.
