[E]O you [B]took my word and you took my key
You took my pride and you took my dignit[A]y
[C#]How can I still pre[F#m]tend to be what a man should [E]be[A][E][A][E]
[E]Well, [B]whatever I say is in a book
Whatever I do there?s someone there to lo[A]ok
[C#]You just can?t shake a [F#m]man the way that I?ve been [E]shook[A][E][A][E]
Chorus:
Now is [B]this the way it?s sup[F#m]posed to be
Is [B]this the way it?s sup[F#m]posed to be
A [B]poisoned heart and a [A]twisted [B]memo[E]ry [A] [E] [A] [E] (repeat)
O see that lifer doing his time
If I could have his place and he?d have mine
We?d be no better off on either side of the line
Well, you took my job and you put me to sleep
You feed me money, you treat me like a creep
Wish I could get away but I must be in it too deep
Chorus
Well, you tell me you?re going to get in touch
You send me a letter that reads like double-Dutch
You say, you?re bound to lose, you?re a little such-and-such
You got my number, you got my rank
You drained my head, you drained my petrol tank
And when I die of shame I won?t even know who to thank
Chorus
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]
You took my pride and you took my dignit[A]y
[C#]How can I still pre[F#m]tend to be what a man should [E]be[A][E][A][E]
[E]Well, [B]whatever I say is in a book
Whatever I do there?s someone there to lo[A]ok
[C#]You just can?t shake a [F#m]man the way that I?ve been [E]shook[A][E][A][E]
Chorus:
Now is [B]this the way it?s sup[F#m]posed to be
Is [B]this the way it?s sup[F#m]posed to be
A [B]poisoned heart and a [A]twisted [B]memo[E]ry [A] [E] [A] [E] (repeat)
O see that lifer doing his time
If I could have his place and he?d have mine
We?d be no better off on either side of the line
Well, you took my job and you put me to sleep
You feed me money, you treat me like a creep
Wish I could get away but I must be in it too deep
Chorus
Well, you tell me you?re going to get in touch
You send me a letter that reads like double-Dutch
You say, you?re bound to lose, you?re a little such-and-such
You got my number, you got my rank
You drained my head, you drained my petrol tank
And when I die of shame I won?t even know who to thank
Chorus
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]
