C When the chips are down,
And you're blinded on your feet,
F You're standing up and walking,
But you know you are dead meat.
C The sky is busting,
It's near the break of day,
F You're running out options,
Running out of place.
Am The leaves are cracking,
Withered on the trees,
F Beg you darling,
Won't you say a prayer for me,
Am I need your benediction,
'Cause I'm a soul in need,
I ca F n't sit down much lower,
G 'Cause I'm on my knees.
Like the b C lind leading the bli F nd,
After the Dm wine, the tears they are gus F hing,
Just like the b C lind leading the bl F ind,
Time after ti Am me, Am/G
You won't let the love i F n.
C Mmmmm F mmmmm . . .
C You are the sharpest knife,
You are the finest blade,
F You are the shining sun,
Everybody's in your shade.
C So funny to you,
Dripping honeyfrom your tongue,
F But you never know what's going on,
When the day is done.
Am There is a sadness,
Just grinding in your bones,
F A twisted trap down which you're forced to go,
Am You need the hand of friendship to steady up your heart,
So ha F ng on to me baby,
G I'll show you down the path.
Just like the C blind leading the b F lind,
Asking me Dm why,
You won't let the F love in.
Oh, like the b C lind leading the b F lind,
Only to f Am ind Am/G
your feelings are n F othing, ah!
Am F C E Am G F
Mm , just like the C blind leading the b F lind,
After the Dm wine,
your tears they are gush F ing, gushing, yeah.
Just like the C blind leading the b F lind,
Just like you'll f Am ind Am/G
it's leading to not F hing, nothing oooh,
oohh, ye C ah! F Am F C F Am F
Mmmmm... Just like the C blind leading the F blind,
Time after t Am ime, Am/G
It's leading to noth F ing, nothing, nothing, not C a thing.
Leading the F blind,
After the w Am ine, Am/G
the tears they are F gushing, gushing, gus C hing.
Mick Jagger
