bm Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe bm never slept with a dream before he had to go away bm there's a bell in the tower uncle Ray bought a round
never worry 'bout the army A7sus4 in the cold cold ground bm cold cold ground
cold cold ground bm cold cold ground
Now don't be a cry baby when there's wood in the shed there's a bird in the chimeny and a stone in my bed when the road's washed out they pass a bottle around and waits in the arms of the cold cold . . .
there's a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope and a briar patch of berries takin' over the slope the cat'll sleep in the mailbox and we'll never go to town till we bury every dream in the cold cold . . .
Gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells blow the roof of the goat barn let it roll down the hill the piano is firewood Times Square is a dream I find we lay down together in the cold cold . .
Call the cops on the Breadloves bring a bible and a rope and a whole box of rebel and a bar of soap make a pile of trunk tires and burn 'em all down bring a dollar with you baby in the cold cold . . .
Take a weather vane rooster throw rocks at his head stop talking to the neighbors till we all go dead beware of my temper and the dog that I found break all the windows in the cold cold . . .
On the D's during the cold cold ground theme, do some "touchdowns" on Dsus4
