By Robbie Fulks
7/27/2011
Intro: F#m D D
[A]Down in her arms on a [E]three-day d[A]runk
When the w[E]orld was l[D]awless and w[A]ild[E]
With the [A]last drop gone, and the [E]lust all s[F#m]hrunk
I c[C#m]lung to her c[D]hest like a [E]child
Too [D/F#]weak to hold [E/G#]on to the l[D/F#]ittle I h[A]ad
Too en[D]snared to [E]walk off un[D]harmed[E]
But to [D/F#]curl up and [E/G#]die didn't look [D/F#]all that [A]bad
[Bm]Down [E]in her a[A]rms
Down in her arms, East Houston at dawn
Played under her breath in my ear
The pretty blue howl of a Joan Jett song
We were all poor and angry that year
A city in flames, and the hounds at the wall
Valhalla seemed not very far
Just one small step, and a bottomless fall
Down in her arms
Bridge:
[D]Staring back at the path my passion led [E]down
[E]
[A]Baby [G]touch me now
Down in her arms, I looked up and caught
A glimpse of a magical love
But in a flash, it was just another false god
Struck down and dragged through the mud
In the faraway dark, he lay by my wife
His hands slowly working their charm
While I shut my eyes and held on for life
Down in her arms
7/27/2011
Intro: F#m D D
[A]Down in her arms on a [E]three-day d[A]runk
When the w[E]orld was l[D]awless and w[A]ild[E]
With the [A]last drop gone, and the [E]lust all s[F#m]hrunk
I c[C#m]lung to her c[D]hest like a [E]child
Too [D/F#]weak to hold [E/G#]on to the l[D/F#]ittle I h[A]ad
Too en[D]snared to [E]walk off un[D]harmed[E]
But to [D/F#]curl up and [E/G#]die didn't look [D/F#]all that [A]bad
[Bm]Down [E]in her a[A]rms
Down in her arms, East Houston at dawn
Played under her breath in my ear
The pretty blue howl of a Joan Jett song
We were all poor and angry that year
A city in flames, and the hounds at the wall
Valhalla seemed not very far
Just one small step, and a bottomless fall
Down in her arms
Bridge:
[D]Staring back at the path my passion led [E]down
[E]
[A]Baby [G]touch me now
Down in her arms, I looked up and caught
A glimpse of a magical love
But in a flash, it was just another false god
Struck down and dragged through the mud
In the faraway dark, he lay by my wife
His hands slowly working their charm
While I shut my eyes and held on for life
Down in her arms
