Bitter Old Man
Ramshackle GloryVersion1
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i was born a bitter old man who got his heart broken in catalonia, 1936.
i havent felt right since, so i gave up on life before i arrived.
i knew this place wasnt safe for anyone but fascists and republicans and their apologists.
but i swear to god, im gonna die full of naive optimism; a teenagers heartbreaking conviction
that things can be different. oh yeah, things are gonna be real different when were finished
around here.
i always wanted to die young.
i always wanted to die young.
i always wanted to die young;
now i feel younger every day, and i just hope i die younger than i am.
i can hear you from a dozen states away
shivering through a dope sick morning of no money left and nothing else to steal.
lord only knows that ive had my share, because there were years when i was ready to die,
but its only been recently that ive been willing to live.
and i swear to god, i didnt plan for things to end up this way.
i had a teenagers conviction that i would be different.
oh yeah, i was gonna be real different than the person i became.
i always wanted to die young.
i always wanted to die young.
i always wanted to die young;
now i feel younger every day, and i just hope i die younger than i am.
but now livings a struggle, except when it isnt. (yeah),
i woke up this morning and i wasnt in prison,
but i cant promise that im far from it.
id still kill a man for cigarette,
but with friends like you, who needs homicide?
so this song goes out to all our homies locked down.
come on back now, we need you around.
that judge, he doesnt know what hes done.
no, judges never know the things they do. how could they?
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Readable chord sheet for Bitter Old Man by Ramshackle Glory
[D] [G] [A] [G] [D]i was born a bitter old man who got his[G] heart broken in catalonia, [A]1936[G]. i havent felt right s[D]ince, so i gave up on life before i arr[G]ived. i knew this place wasnt safe for anyone but [A]fascists and republicans and [G]their apologis[D]ts. [A]but i swear to [G]god, im gonna [D]die full of na[Em]ive optimism; [A]a teenagers heartbreaking conviction [G]that things can be different. oh yeah, things are gonna be real [A]different when were finished around [D]here. i always [Em]wanted to die [G]young. [A] [D]i always [Em]wanted to die [G]young. [A] [D]i always [Em]wanted to die [G]young; now i feel [A]younger every [Em]day, and i just hope i die younger than i [D]am[G]. [A] [G] [D]i can hear you from a dozen states away [G]shivering through a dope sick morning o[A]f no money left and [G]nothing else to s[D]teal. [D]lord only knows that ive had my sh[G]are, because there were years when i was ready to d[A]ie, but its only been[G] recently that ive been [D]willing to live. [A]and i swear to g[G]od, i didnt p[D]lan for things to e[Em]nd up this way.[A] i had a teenagers convictio[G]n that i would be different. oh yeah, [A]i was gonna be real different than the person [D]i became. i always [Em]wanted to die [G]young. [A] [D]i always [Em]wanted to die [G]young. [A] [D]i always [Em]wanted to die [G]young; now i feel [A]younger every [Em]day, and i just hope i die younger than i [D]am[G]. [A] [G] [D]but now living[A]s a struggle,[G] except when it isnt. (yeah), [D]i woke up this[A] morning and i wasnt in p[G]rison, [D]but i cant promise [A]that im far from [G]it. id still kill a man for cigarette, [D]but with friends like[A] you, who needs [G]homicide? [D]so this song goes out to a[A]ll our homies locked [G]down. [D]come on [A]back now, we need you [G]around. [D]that judge, he [A]doesnt know what hes [G]done. [D]no, judges [A]never know the things they [G]do. how could they?