Nathaniel Rateliff - Three Fingers In

capo 3 , standard tuning

G Am Em C

well it would take a mountain of men to move me
and that would be a long way from the way that you spoke and your head so clearly
without break or breath words redefining
i was stuck on my pride and the skin and the sinking it in you told me wipe your brow
clean me off give me time to figure it out

some songs we could sing and never mean it
some songs lay the rain and you hate the few who are bold
some burn up the sleeve and drive too far to remember

well i wasn’t lost , i was here i was three fingers in
i was the junkyard and the bumper for the few feeling left
i was the cold man and the ice on the sheets of the trenched and the soaking wet

well id be the bit and the rains that broke all the teeth in the mouth
and id be the whip on the foreskin for the few that had some left to spare

some songs we could sing and never mean it
some songs lay the rain and you hate the few who are bold
some burn up the sleeve and drive too far to remember

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