Marah - Round Eye Blues
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Band name | Marah |
Song name | Round Eye Blues |
Tab type | Chords |
Added | 05/28/2008 |
Size | 1.37 kb |
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Round Eye Blues By Dave and Serge Bielanko From Marah's "Kids In Philly" It's just E, C#m, A, and B throughout. Last night I closed my eyes and watched the tracers fly, thru the jungle trees like fireflies on a windy night pulled up and onward by the breeze and I could still here the far-off, tin canny sound of their machine guns come unwound And I was shaking like Little Richard And I was sweating like old James Brown Over by my window sill the moon was still on my cigarettes and wine sometimes there's where I pray to Jesus sometimes there's where I pray to die but I could still sense the circling danger of those invisible bastards of the piss-hot day And I was shakin' with old Proud Mary And I was sittin' on the Dock of the Bay Chorus Take the hits boys take the hits don't smoke your Bible and don't lose your wits 'cause the sky is filled with shrapnel And your eyes are filled with tears Hold your breath boys, hold your breath finger your trigger and welcome death 'cause the choppers' filled with your gutshot friends and your hearts are filled with fear the fables tell of men who fell with swords dangling from their chests and the old guys down at the taproom swear the Japs could kill you best but late at night I could still hear the cries of 3 black guys I seen take it in the face I think about them sweet Motown girls they left behind and the assholes that took their place