No More
05/02/11 - FtLd


Woke up this morning
With the bookie in my hand
I had the numbers
Take me to the promised land
But the numbers all ran backwards
And I was out ten grand
Ain’t gonna play that game no more

Went to the casino
To spin that wheel around
I marked all red
And I laid my money down
But the numbers all came black
Like a cloud over a clown
Ain’t gonna play that game no more

Went downtown
Looking for a job
Filled out some forms
And then filled out some more
They said don’t call us, we’ll call you
If it’s your lucky star
Ain’t gonna play that game no more

Went to the local bar
To wipe away my blues
Talk with the hookers
And have a drink or two
But two led to three and four
And I threw up on my shoes
Ain’t gonna play that game no more

Went to see my baby
To try and get ahead
But she was off with someone else
Sleeping in their bed
And all she left me was note
And you know just what it said
Ain’t gonna play that game no more

Went to find jesus
Cause I needed a friend
To see if he could tell me
How all of this would end
But jesus said all that we got here
Is some wine and bread
Ain’t gonna play that game no more

Then jesus looked at me and said
You’d be better off dead
Ain’t gonna play that game no more


chords:
G - 33.42.53
Ef3 (G) - Amf3 (Bm)
Em - 32.41.52 - 33.42.53
A7+23 - A7
C - D
G - D


bridge:
49.57.68 - 47.56.77
28.49.57 - 28.36.47
C - D - G - D


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