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These Cold Fingers Bill Morrissey From "Standing Eight" * Capo 1 Play like D-F#m7-G-Em-A DGina left town with the Fm7first snow of the year, He Gdrove her to the airport in his EmFord. And he Dtried to propose as he Fm7ordered one more beer, But the GP.A. drowned his words, and it was Emtime for her to Aboard. DSo he walked her to the gate, he took his Fm7 hat off as he kissed her, He needed Gone more drink to take the Emchill out of his A soul. He Dsaid a quick good-bye then spent two Fm7hours in the bar, GFinally paid his tab and kept a Emdollar for the Atoll. CHORUS G Everything A slips through D these cold Bm fingers, A Like G trying to hold water, A trying to hold sand. Close your G eyes and make a A wish and D listen to the Bm singer, A One more G round bartender, pour a A double if you D can. A7 It's Dfour O'clock and the Fm7sun's gone down the drain. GIt's still late Winter, but they Em say it's early A Spring. DLewis reads the gas-pumps, Fm7Rossi counts the oils, GBut me, I'm done so punch the clock and Em"See you in the A morning". There's Dnothing back at home that aint goneFm7 greasy from the stove. I G never laughed so hard as when that oldEm typewriter A broke. DThink I'll stop along the River Road for a Fm7half-pint and some beer, When Geverything would be okay if those old Emdreams would dis A appear. Repeat Chorus G Everything A slips through D these cold Bm fingers, A Like G trying to hold water, A trying to hold sand. Close your G eyes and make a A wish and D listen to the Bm singer, A One more G round bartender, pour a A double if you D can. A7 The Ddog can't move no more, surprised he Fm7made it till the Spring, His Gpain won't go away and the Em pills don't do a A thing. DYou've known that old hound longer than you've Fm7known any of your friends, And no Gmatter how you let him down, he'll always Em take you back A again. So it's D one tall glass of whiskey, one last Fm7drink for old-times sake, The Gdog just lays in bed and watches Em every move you A make. DWrap him in his blanket, hold him Fm7once more close to you, Lead him G out behind the barn with a Em borrowed twenty A two. Repeat Chorus G Everything A slips through D these cold Bm fingers, A Like G trying to hold water, A trying to hold sand. Close your G eyes and make a A wish and D listen to the Bm singer, A One more G round bartender, pour a A double if you D can. A7 EADGBE
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