With Me
G
C9 G
C9
Baby there's something I gotta tell you, you're looking awfully good tonight
G
C9 G
C9
And if this glass has anything to do with inhibitions, I'll come right out and
tell you you're a sight
G
C9
For these poor eyes, I'll cut the lies and playing hard-to-get
G
C9
I'll stop and pray that you will stay and that I'll have no regrets
G
C9
Look in this face, I'll give you grace if you haven't understood it yet
D C9
G
You don't have to go home if you will stay with me tonight
G C9 G C9
G
C9 G
C9
Now with the iron nerve of ten thousand seasoned soldiers, a conversation I
move to strike
G
C9 G
C9
But as my mouth moves to make these first advances, my breath gets caught up
in mid-flight
G
C9
My face is red, I hang my head, I'm awe-inspired by
G
C9
Your every move, I start to swoon, oh God I think I'll cry
G
C9
Look in this face, please give me grace, allow me to tell you why
D C9
G
You don't have to go home if you will stay with me tonight
G C9 G C9
G
C9 G
C9
Well I've got myself a hand on a bottle, and I know just what that means cause
G
C9 G
C9
Just like you it ain't easy to swallow, and I fight back all that it brings,
well
G
C9
I can lie to myself and deny it but that ain't nothing new to you
G
C9
Here's my story for you to analyze, my book is open up to you
D C9
G
And you don't have to go home if you will stay with me tonight
G C9 G C9
On the Shoulders of Giants
Cm
Em G D Cm
An old bum pushes a shopping cart that he stole from a Winn-Dixie parking lot
It's one a.m. and I'm on my way home
I left there before it came to shouts, just in time to see him spit his apple
out
Left your door and made a beeline for my own
I tell you it's alright but I'm thinking, "Fuck you" anyway
You blame you for breaking promises and I blame me for ever believing a word
you'd say
And I got what I want but it's not with you and for what I want I don't have
the nerve so
I guess again it comes down to - I got what I deserve and
Oh, don't be afraid just look around, and
Oh, go on and say it, it's just a breath with a sound and
Oh, don't be afraid to fall when we're on the shoulders of giants, after all
You smile as if I had nothing better to do, as if you were one of the chosen
few
As if there were nothing cooler than you
Still I know you by touch and I know you by smell and I know you by ways too
vulgar to tell
Yeah, I guess I know you a little all too well so that smile is fitting for
you
Oh, don't be afraid just look around, and
Oh, go on and say it, it's just a breath with a sound and
Oh, don't be afraid to fall when we're on the shoulders of giants, after all
I don't sleep with my politics, I choose not to hate cause I don't wear my
heart where my knees separate
It's crotch propaganda, bat for both teams, and it's me not choosing sides and
standing in-between
An old bum pushes a shopping cart, each notices the other and jumps with a start
It's two a.m. and I've found my way home
Well, it's giants in slumber but it's sleep that won't stay
It's singing harps that got away, and I fold my body to fit this furniture,
hit the lights
And call it a day
Round and Round
for Ellie
Play this over and over through verse
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Go down this dirt road 'bout a half a mile
You'll find that old brick church still sitting there
With its holy oaks so burdened with Spanish moss
That its very limbs seem to bow in prayer
And there's Jesus in the air
Pass the cemetery where all the young people go
'Cause there is nowhere else that they can drink
Where the law won't bother them and no one will know
'Cause sometimes a young woman just needs to think
Talk to the old black man who will make the observation
That we're still grouped into the haves and have-nots
Yeah, it's been a long time since integration but
It seems some folks here, they forgot
Yeah it seems that they forgot
For the chorus, play the chords C-----G-----D over and over
(chorus)
Well, it's every virtue and every vice
It's a big fat Americana slice
But there's space down here in this little town
And I can spread my arms and spin round and round
Back to riff one
Well you don't have to be Baptist to escape Hell's flames
But it wouldn't hurt to have one as a friend you know
We all go to bed early, don't take the Lord's name in vain
But if it's good beer and food you better believe we go
If you're in the mood for a scare tonight
There's a topless bar just up the interstate
Otherwise I'll see you in bowling shoes
Or in 3-D glasses or on roller skates
(chorus)
Well, it's every virtue and every vice
It's a big fat Americana slice
But there's space down here in this little town
And I can spread my arms and spin round and round
Back to riff one
Well we are quarterbacks and homecoming queens
And we are Best All Around and Most Likely to Succeed
And it's Friday night and the back seat's getting hot
It's the hicks against the hippies in the parking lot
Yee haw!
(chorus)
Well, it's every virtue and every vice
It's a big fat Americana slice
But there's space down here in this little town
And I can spread my arms and spin round and round