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Rotting Strip

Crooked Fingers
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
Blurry eyes  half bent and I  can’t take you sober
Tricking  off the rotting  strip that we’ve  been
 trudging under
We  ducked into a dim  lit room out where  the river bends
And  turned to walk the burning  bridge that we  would build
 And crossed  our hearts half hoping
 That we  could both  quit smoking
 And kick  the booze  and blow
 And one  day go  make something  of ourselves
Glory  came  and went the night  we both slipped  under
‘Neath the  row of oil slicks  and ancient ugly  lovers
Some  they say the  price you pay is far  too much to spend
But  they don’t know the cost  is fair if for a  while
 It keeps  your heart from crumbling
 And we’d take  what we want when we knew  what we wanted
 When we wished  we had something to lose
 You were a  fine young thing  crammed in your tight  red vinyl
 jeans
 I was a third  rate going  nowhere burning  for nothing to  do
Boredom  settled in and I can’t  take you sober
Strewn  across the rotting  strip that  we’ve been building
over
‘Til  nothing made  its wicked way slow  creeping into  view
Where  we could watch the  burning bridge that  we half built
Across  our hearts now broken
 And we  could both  quit smoking
 And kick  the booze  and blow
 And one  day go  make something  of ourselves
 And we’d take  what we want when we knew  what we wanted
 When we wished  we had something to lose
 You were a fine  young thing  crammed in your tight  red vinyl jeans
 I was a third  rate going  nowhere burning  for nothing to do
 So we branded  our hearts and we toasted  the stars
 Getting wasted  by the light of the moon
 you were a two  bit tramp  - I was a low life lying  scum
 We were a bad  lay coming undone  burning  for someone to use
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Readable chord sheet for Rotting Strip by Crooked Fingers

[G]Blurry [C]eyes half bent and [G]I can’t take you [D]sober
[G]Tricking off the r[C]otting strip that [G]we’ve been
trudging [D]under

[Em]We ducked into a [C]dim lit room out w[G]here the river b[D]ends
[G]And turned to walk the [C]burning bridge that [G]we would build
And c[D]rossed our hearts half ho[C]ping
That [G]we could b[D]oth quit sm[C]oking
And k[G]ick the [D]booze and b[C]low
And o[G]ne day [D]go make s[C]omething of ours[D]elves
[G]Glory c[C]ame and went the ni[G]ght we both slipp[D]ed under
[G]‘Neath [C]the row of oil slic[G]ks and ancient ug[D]ly lovers
[Em]Some they say the[C] price you pay is [G]far too much to [D]spend
[G]But they don’t know the c[C]ost is fair if for a[G] while
It ke[D]eps your heart from crumb[C]ling

And we’d [G]take what we want when we k[C]new what we wanted
When we w[D]ished we had something to l[G]ose
You were a[C] fine young [G]thing crammed in your [C]tight red vinyl
j[G]eans
I was a t[C]hird rate go[Em]ing nowhere b[C]urning for nothing t[D]o do

[G]Boredom[C] settled in and I c[G]an’t take you sob[D]er
[G]Strewn across the [C]rotting strip that[G] we’ve been building
[D]over

[Em]‘Til nothing made[C] its wicked way sl[G]ow creeping into[D] view
[G]Where we could watch th[C]e burning bridge tha[G]t we half built
[D]Across our hearts now b[C]roken
And w[G]e could bo[D]th quit smo[C]king
And k[G]ick the bo[D]oze and blo[C]w
And o[G]ne day g[D]o make som[C]ething of ours[D]elves

And we’d [G]take what we want when we k[C]new what we wanted
When we w[D]ished we had something to l[G]ose
You were a [C]fine young t[G]hing crammed in your t[C]ight red vinyl jeans
I was a t[C]hird rate go[Em]ing nowhere b[C]urning for nothing to [D]do

So we bra[G]nded our hearts and we toas[C]ted the stars
Getting w[D]asted by the light of the m[G]oon
you were a [C]two bit tram[G]p - I was a low life l[C]ying s[G]cum
We were a [C]bad lay coming u[Em]ndone burning[C] for someone to [D]use
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