Am The stars and the moon, aren't w Dm here they're sup Am posed to be
Am FOR the strange electric light, it Dm falls so c Am lose to me
Am Love,I come to the r C ide, I'm not s F ea sick, rol Am ling wave
Am And you know that I am, Dm just trying to ge Am t out
Dm Oh, the glorious E sound, o C f the one way s Dm treet
E But you can't get, c G an't get it down without Am crying
Am When I'm dressed in white, send r Dm oses to Am me
Am I drink so much sour whiskey Dm I can hardly Am see
Am And everywhere I've C been, there's a w F orld that HOWLS my Am name
Am From the one tiny STING, to Dm that vacant f Am ame
Dm Oh, the DEAFENING r E oar, remember th C at's called a one way s Dm treet
E And you can't get, ca G n't get it down without c Am rying
Solo...some picking on the chords Am Dm Am
Am Mysteries aside, yo Dm u can't get Am out
Am It's like a tropic light, yo Dm u can't get Am out
Am Love I come to the r C ide, I'm not se F a sick, rolling Am wave
Am As away that I fall, tr Dm ying to get Am out
Dm Oh, the glorious so E und, o C f the one way st Dm reet
E And you can't get, can G 't get it down without c Am rying
Mark Lanegan
