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New Coat of Paint

Höfundur lags: Tom Waits Höfundur texta: Tom Waits Flytjandi: Tom Waits Sent inn af: cazteclo
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    [C#m7]    
Let's put a [C#m7]new coat of [F#7]paint    
in this [A7]lonesome old [G#7sus4]town        [G#7]    
[C#m7]set 'em [F#7]up,    
we'll be [A7]knocking 'em [G#7sus4]down        [G#7]    
[C#m7]you'll wear a [F#7]dress, baby,
[A7]I'll wear a [G#7sus4]tie        [G#7]    
we laugh at that [C#m7]old bloodshot [F#7]moon,    
in that [A7]burgun[G#7]dy     [C#m7]sky     

[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    

[C#m7]all our [F#7]scribbled love dreams
are [A7]lost or trown [G#7sus4]away        [G#7]    
[C#m7]here amidst a [F#7]shuffle on
an over[A7]flowing [G#7sus4]day        [G#7]    
[C#m7]our love needs a transf[F#7]usion,
let's [A7]shoot it full of [G#7sus4]wine        [G#7]    
[C#m7]fishing for a [F#7]good time,
starts by [A7]throwing [G#7]in your [C#m7]line     

[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    [C#m7]    

Let's put a [C#m7]new coat of [F#7]paint    
in this [A7]lonesome old [G#7sus4]town        [G#7]    
[C#m7]set 'em [F#7]up,    
we'll be [A7]knocking 'em [G#7sus4]down        [G#7]    
[C#m7]you'll wear a [F#7]dress, baby,
[A7]I'll wear a [G#7sus4]tie        [G#7]    
we laugh at that [C#m7]old bloodshot [F#7]moon,    
in that [A7]burgun[G#7]dy     [C#m7]sky     

[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    
[C#m7]    [F#7]    [A7]    [G#7sus4]    [G#7]    [C#m7]    





Let's put a new coat of paint
in this lonesome old town
set 'em up,
we'll be knocking 'em down
you'll wear a dress, baby,
I'll wear a tie
we laugh at that old bloodshot moon,
in that burgundy sky




all our scribbled love dreams
are lost or trown away
here amidst a shuffle on
an overflowing day
our love needs a transfusion,
let's shoot it full of wine
fishing for a good time,
starts by throwing in your line




Let's put a new coat of paint
in this lonesome old town
set 'em up,
we'll be knocking 'em down
you'll wear a dress, baby,
I'll wear a tie
we laugh at that old bloodshot moon,
in that burgundy sky




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