when the well runs dry
drive – by truckers
B – side
tab by al byrne
tune full step down
Am Em D Am
C Dm Am
Am
theres a sacrifice you make
Em
there are people along the way
Dm Am
when theres nowhere to run and theres nowhere to stay
Am
and the wheels still move
Em
but wont slow down
Dm Am
even when youre spinning in the same soft ground
Am
and theres a tear in her eye
Em
because shes known you too long
Dm Am
and she cant tell the singer from the whorehouse song
Am
when the well runs dry
C
theres nothing left to say
Dm Am
just throw up your hands and wail all day
Am
and everythings fair
C
and you dont like it that way
Dm
something has to die
Am
when the well runs dry
Am
theres a dancer i used to get
Em
by giving her cigarettes
Dm Am
she told me that i hadnt quite hurt enough yet
Am
so i let her do me wrong
Em
but not for very long
Dm Am
then i put her in the mirror and i put her in a song
Am
when the well runs dry
C
theres nothing left to say
Dm Am
throw up your hands and wail all day
Am
and everythings fair
C
and you dont like it that way
Dm
something has to die
Am
when the well runs dry
C Dm Am
sitting here at the top your will is getting weak
C Dm Am
you let my mind get fattened up
C Dm Am
now im quiet and i aint supposed to speak
C Dm Em
ill speak up when ive had enough
Am
a singer we used to know
Em
he let himself go
Dm Am
played 15 minutes of a sold out show
Am
and everybody laughed
Em
in the aftermath
Dm
and he never came back
Am
no he never came back
Am
when the well runs dry
C
theres nothing left to say
Dm Am
throw up your hands and wail all day
Am
and everythings fair
C
and you dont like it that way
Dm
something has to die
Am
when the well runs dry
Am Em Dm Am
C Dm Am
when the well runs dry
drive – by truckers
B – side
tab by al byrne
tune full step down
Am Em D Am
C Dm Am
Am
theres a sacrifice you make
Em
there are people along the way
Dm Am
when theres nowhere to run and theres nowhere to stay
Am
and the wheels still move
Em
but wont slow down
Dm Am
even when youre spinning in the same soft ground
Am
and theres a tear in her eye
Em
because shes known you too long
Dm Am
and she cant tell the singer from the whorehouse song
Am
when the well runs dry
C
theres nothing left to say
Dm Am
just throw up your hands and wail all day
Am
and everythings fair
C
and you dont like it that way
Dm
something has to die
Am
when the well runs dry
Am
theres a dancer i used to get
Em
by giving her cigarettes
Dm Am
she told me that i hadnt quite hurt enough yet
Am
so i let her do me wrong
Em
but not for very long
Dm Am
then i put her in the mirror and i put her in a song
Am
when the well runs dry
C
theres nothing left to say
Dm Am
throw up your hands and wail all day
Am
and everythings fair
C
and you dont like it that way
Dm
something has to die
Am
when the well runs dry
C Dm Am
sitting here at the top your will is getting weak
C Dm Am
you let my mind get fattened up
C Dm Am
now im quiet and i aint supposed to speak
C Dm Em
ill speak up when ive had enough
Am
a singer we used to know
Em
he let himself go
Dm Am
played 15 minutes of a sold out show
Am
and everybody laughed
Em
in the aftermath
Dm
and he never came back
Am
no he never came back
Am
when the well runs dry
C
theres nothing left to say
Dm Am
throw up your hands and wail all day
Am
and everythings fair
C
and you dont like it that way
Dm
something has to die
Am
when the well runs dry
Am Em Dm Am
C Dm Am
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