Notes In His Pockets
The Good LifeVersion1
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Drunk at the bar at last, last call
my babys home on her night off,
So Im involved in a serious talk
with a girl I had known growing up.
So we buy a six; decide to split
she has a downtown apartment.
She opens the door, falls to the floor,
says, Im bitter sick of sweet and pure, take me now Im yours.
Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill,
phone calls after the bars close unlisted numbers.
If she only knew, then hed be through
but who knows which parts are true.
She hates how it looks, but what can she do?
The girls all talk behind her back, they say shes being used.
At Sullivans drinking with Justin,
he says hes seen my ex-girlfriend.
Shes back in town and whats worse
he knows where and when she works.
So we head over to the Underwood,
shes trading shots with regulars:
She gives me a hug til our hips are flush
says, Boy, weve hardly kept in touch its time for catching up.
Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill.
Phone calls after the bars close unlisted numbers.
Still, he insists on his innocence;
says those girls are all gossips.
Shes gotta drop the axe catch him in the act
with his shame around his ankles, chain the guilt around his neck.
from Christoph Whitbeck. You're welcome. <3
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Readable chord sheet for Notes In His Pockets by The Good Life
[Dm]Drunk at the bar at last, last call my babys [Bb]home on her night [Dm]off, So Im in[Dm]volved in a serious talk with a [Bb]girl I had known growing u[Dm]p. So we buy a [Bb]six; decide to [Dm]split she has a [Bb]downtown apart[Dm]ment. She opens the [A]door, falls to the [Bb]floor, says, Im [Dm]bitter sick of [Bb]sweet and pure, [Gm]take me now Im [A]yours. [Dm]Notes in his [Bb]pockets, [Gm]rumors in the [A]mill, [Dm]phone calls after the [Bb]bars close [Gm]unlisted [A]numbers. If she only [Bb]knew, then hed be [Dm]through but who [Bb]knows which parts are [Dm]true. She hates how it [A]looks, but what can she [Bb]do? The [Dm]girls all talk be[Bb]hind her back, they [Gm]say shes being [A]used. At Sulli[Dm]vans drinking with Justin, he says hes [Bb]seen my ex-girl[Dm]friend. Shes back in [Dm]town and whats worse he knows [Bb]where and when she [Dm]works. So we head o[Bb]ver to the Under[Dm]wood, shes trading [Bb]shots with regu[Dm]lars: She gives me a [A]hug til our hips are [Bb]flush says, [Dm]Boy, weve hardly [Bb]kept in touch its [Gm]time for catching [A]up. [Dm]Notes in his [Bb]pockets, [Gm]rumors in the [A]mill. [Dm]Phone calls after the [Bb]bars close [Gm]unlisted num[A]bers. Still, he in[Bb]sists on his inno[Dm]cence; says those [Bb]girls are all gos[Dm]sips. Shes gotta drop the [A]axe catch him in the [Bb]act with his [Dm]shame around his [Bb]ankles, chain the [Gm]guilt around his [A]neck. from Christoph Whitbeck. You're welcome. <3