Ryan Cabrera

^G A man walks d ^D own the street,
he says ^C why am I s ^D oft in the middle now,
^G why am I s ^D oft in the middle,
^C the rest of my l ^D ife is so hard,
^G I need a ph ^D oto-opportunity,
^C I want a shot at red ^D emption,
^G dont want to end up a c ^D artoon,
in a ^C cartoon gr ^D aveyard,
b ^G onedigger, b ^D onedigger,
^C dogs in the mo ^D onlight,
^G far aw ^D ay my w ^C ell-lit d ^D oor,
Mr. B ^G eerbelly, B ^D eerbelly,
g ^C et these mutts aw ^D ay from me,
you kn ^G ow I don't f ^D ind this stuff am ^C using anym ^D ore.
^G If youll be my b ^D odyguard
^C I can be your l ^D ong l ^G ost p ^D al, ^{C D
G} I can call you B ^D etty,
and B ^C etty when you c ^D all me
you can c ^G all me Al. ^{D C D}
A man walks down the street,
he says why am I short of attention,
got a short little span of attention,
and wo my nights are so long,
wheres my wife and family,
what if I die here,
wholl be my role-model,
now that my role-model is
gone, gone,
he ducked back down the alley
with some roly-poly little bat-faced girl,
all along, along
there were incidents and accidents,
there were hints and allegations.
If youll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal,
I can call you Betty,
and Betty when you call me
you can c ^G all m ^D e A ^C l, ^D
call me ^G Al. ^{D C D}
A man walks down the street,
its a street in a strange world,
maybe its the Third World,
maybe its his first time around,
he doesnt speak the language,
he holds no currency,
he is a foreign man,
he is surrounded by
the sound, the sound,
cattle in the marketplace,
scatterlings and orphanages,
he looks around, around,
he sees angels in the architecture,
spinning in infinity,
he says Amen and Hallelujah!
If you'll be my bodyguard...
That's all folks and wat up to my Gregger Bailey!