Woodbox Gang - Bad Veins Chords

 
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No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Verse 1

GmI don't havBe matching sGmocks GmI don't haveB a door that Gmlocks GmI live in cBardboard box GmSell a pint of blood for fBifteen bucks GmThat's how a bum like Bme can get a Gmdrink When the monsoon season came I escaped the rain I hitched a ride on a railroad train Well I went into that Illinois blood bank Doctor said, “Son you've got bad veins” Now, how's a bum like me gonna get a drink? It's like a brain surgeon who's gone insane A one eyed assassin with bad aim How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink When the doctor says, “Son you've got bad veins”

Chorus

GmYou've got bad veins (BYou've got bad veins)

Verse 2

Well I know my old veins may not be the best You can slit my wrist over a bucket leave me the excess I don't care if you stick a sump pump right through my chest Give me the money I'll clean up the mess And then a bum like me can get a drink It's like a porn queen dying of AIDS A Romeo telling Juliet he's gay How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink When the doctor says, “Son you've got bad veins”

Verse 3

Now I'm broke and sober and I feel the pain Of all the blood returning to my brain My blood alcohol content is normal again Good blood flowing through bad veins But how's a bum like me gonna get a drink It's like all of Jesus' disciples cursing his name All except for Judas who holds his head in shame How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink When the doctor says, “Son you've got bad veins”

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