C F C
Lonely as these days are long,
C F G
As dark as the night bird's song,
Am G C F
This strange way of living has bled my heart dry.
C G C
I’m a lonesome, but too stoned to cry.
C F C
My clothes, they’re ragged and worn,
C F G
I'm a sailor who’s caught in the worst kind of storm.
Am G C F
The water keeps rising, but I’m getting by.
C G C
I keep walking, I’m too stoned to fly.
G F C
‘cause whisky and wine and pills for the pain,
G F C
Fast easy women and little cocaine.
Am G C F
I’m walking a line between hell been and high,
C G C
I ain’t happy, just too stoned to cry.
Now I’m living from town to town,
I’ve always been lost, I ain’t never been found.
They say Jesus can save me, but that was a lie.
I keep trying, I’m too stoned to die.
I keep trying, I’m too stoned to die.
‘cause whisky and wine compels for the pain,
Fast easy women and little cocaine.
I’m walking in line between hell been and high,
I ain’t happy, just too stoned to cry,
No, I ain’t happy, just too stoned to cry.
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