Standard (EADGBE)

Well the sun is sinking low

And the hour is getting late

You need something that I can't live without

But I'll git it anyways

We are really in trouble this time

We got nothing left to blame

They threw you down and they called you names

But I loved you just the same

So won't you take my blanket and go?

Won't you take my blanket and go?

Won't you take my blanket and go?

And ease your troubled soul, if I want to if I may (??)

Yeah now what else can you do now?

You got nothing, you got nothing at all

Cause I threw you a rope, and you grabbed and it broke

Got nothing left in my hands

(chorus, ending with "Ease a troubled soul, I want your weary arms")

(chorus, ending with "Ease a troubled soul, when that cold wind blows, I want your weary arms")