Topic: Your the Last Thing.
This may be in Daddycools teritory here, but I cant help the way my songs come out! It is an eternal triangle song, with the Jilted John spitting his dummy out of the pram and making things awkward for the other two...until it ends as a duel...pistols at dawn.
Your the Last Thing.Undefined
[G] Baby your the [D] last thing – I [Em] need tosee today.[C-D]
I've [Am] tried but it's [Em] hard to concen [D] trate.-[C]
[G] I'll call you when I've [D] done the deed.
[Em] I'll meet you where the [C] grass is [D] green.
I [Am] need to know you [Em] wont come to no [D] harm.
[C] Got my [D] hand gun. [Em] Got my [C] back to the sun.
[G] He ain’t gonna [D] bother us no [Em] more.-[C run]
[G] He thought he was a [D] Romeo, [Em] you could be his [C] Juliet.-[D]
He [Am] never thought you'd [Em] throw it back in his [D] face.-[C]
[G] He caught me in a [D] bar room brawl.
[Em] He got me fired [C] from my [D] job.
[Am] So now it's [Em] time to face him like a [D] man.
[C] Got my [D] hand gun. [Em] Got my [C] back to the sun.
[G] He ain’t gonna [D] bother us no [Em] more.-[C run]
[F] I walk down [C] Main Street, my [E] heart beats [Am] fast.
I [Dm7] see him [G7] coming `round the corner.
All the [C] people of the town move back.
[F] He looks [C] tough, yeah, [E] he swears and he [Am] cuss.
He [F] draws out his gun but his shot goes wild.
Then I [G7] pull out my gun and he falls and dies.
Oh! God.[C run]
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[G] Baby your the [D] last thing, I'll [Em] see in this [C] life.-[D]
They've [Am] got me strung up [Em] to this tree – to [D] die.-[C]
[G] They said I drew [D] first, cos the [Em] sheriff was his [C] friend.-[D]
[Am] We'll never have that [Em] happiness in the [D] end.
[C] Got my [D] hand gun. [Em] Got my [C] back to the sun.
[G] He ain't gonna [D] bother us no [Em] more.-[C run]
[G] He ain’t gonna [D] bother us no [Em] more.-[C run]
[G] He ain’t gonna [D] bother us no [Em] more.
Ask not what Chordie can do for you, but what you can do for Chordie.
