The Charlatans

Stone me ^A , and may you alw ^Em7 ays have no shoes, ^A
And I would ra ^Em7 ther just for you ^D
Be the dev ^F il make ^G you mine ^A
And Sh ^A e, I know you say ^Em7 you hardly sleep ^A
I make you cold ^Em7 I make you weak ^D
I'll be the son ^F of eve ^G rything ^A you hate
^A And come the day ^G I'll be the king ^A ,
The king of all ^Em7 and everything ^D
Your saint is comi ^F ng thru', ^G
You know he's gonna fee ^A d on you
^D I've been walk ^E ing with no shoes ^F#m ,
Keep your mount ^B ain picnic blues, ^Bm7
Today ^D I ^G 'm babti ^A sing you
Stone me ^A , and may you alw ^G ays have no shoes ^A
And I would rat ^Em7 her just for you, ^D
Be in a tax ^F i driv ^G ing miles ^A from here
^D I've been walk ^E ing with no shoes ^F#m
Fill my kidn ^B eys up with booze, ^Bm7
Today ^D I ^G 'm kill ^A ing you, ^C kill ^G ing you ^{D A C G D}
The star ^A s who play with laugh ^Em7 ing sam goodnight ^A
I know God ^Em7 is on your side ^D
I'll be the dev ^F il, make ^G you, make ^A you mine
And I ^A could hardly wait ^G to shoot you down ^A
I keep you und ^Em7 erneath my crown, ^D
A side of beef ^F should see ^G you off ^A to sleep
^D I've been walk ^E ing with no shoes ^F#m ,
Keep your mount ^B ain picnic blues, ^Bm7
Today ^D I ^G 'm babti ^A sing you
Babtising you ^{A G D C}