Evil Darling

Joe Strummer

Tom: Em
Intro 
Em                   Am                        G          C  F C 
Well in this town that's the way-ay-ay-aaaaay it goes 

verse 1 
C                       Dm     F                C 
Say seven words for the sailors over out on the sea 
C                                 Dm     F 
But there ain't no saint just for killers 
F                           C 
No mama's going to pray for me 
C                            Dm          G 
Well I was blown here by the wind 
G                    C 
To a rusty city left unnamed 
C                        Dm       G 
The dusty singing cowboy died here 
G                    C 
He's still doing tombstone things 
F                              C 
And he knew how hard it was to cry 
F                                 C 
This evil darling, this deep blue sky 
F                               C   G 
To be the rain in a dying man's eye 
G                                  F 
Cry for water and you get no reply 
F                                    C  G 
Beg for mercy and laughter fills the sky 
 
Em Am Dog Town morning she cries Em Am Barrels' views up are right on in your eye Em Am Dog Town There's no fruit from acid rain Em Am Go see if the coffin kid has a lid that bears your name Em Dm G C F C In this town, that's the way-ay-ay-aaaaay it goes
verse 2 C Dm You've heard of lamp-lit haciendas F C With wide-eyed girls who haunt the night C Dm But the senoritas you've befriended F C Cut the stars all out of the mirrors of their eyes C Dm G She sent seven shotgun shells G C Into the netherworld of Hell C Dm She slaughtered nine five white chickens G C F So you can never break her spell F C F Follow her down boy and you're bound to die F C Down in canyons Beyond the blind people's eye F C G She'll leave your bones Down in the haunted ground G F The hutchie wooden guarding your soul F C G Dead like a rock nevermore to roam
Em Am Dog Town morning, she cries Em Am Barrels from the shotgun blaze right between your eyes Em Am Dog Town there's no fruit from acid rain Em Am Go see if the coffin kid has a lid that bears your name Em Am Dog Town morning she cries Em Am Barrels from the shotgun blaze right between your eyes Em Am Bad dreams boys of my last night's Dog Town fight Em Am Go see if the coffin kid has a box to fit your size Em Dm G C F C In this town, that's the way-ay-ay-aaaaay it goes
Outro F C F C F C

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