A New Drink For The Old Drunk

[E]Would you try
[E]Could you buy
[A]a new drink
[B]for an old drunk

Its no crime
To resign
Misery
with a bottle

[A]well you wa[B]lked into town without mak[E]ing a [E]sound
and you slipped as you slammed your face in the crowd
and you tried to forget all the words that were said
to deny all the things that you keep in your head

[E]when you came
[E]you were new
[A]but today
[B]youre much older

you were spent
so you went
to get used
in the corner

[A]where they kicked you [B]around like a [E]rodeo cl[E]own
and it echoed through town they were beating you down
and as they spread the word that you like dhow it hurt
all at once you were cause for a pitiable cure

[E]Hours pass by I've [E]forgotten
[A]Night turns black c[B]ause its rotten
And we slide right to the bottom
Our tongues made out of cotton

Eyes sealed shut in a slumber
'till we hear someone mumble
could you spare form the tumbler
a new drink for an old drunk

now you waste
all your days
in the dark
in the corner

without light
without grace
where you wait
for the slaughter

when they spit in your face and the hours grow late
as they laugh as they lie at the chill of your fate
and you cringe as you bitch to forget how you hate
all the doom in the pitiful room that you create