Cast Iron Filter - Hard Luck Man guitar chord
Hard Luck Man
By Cast Iron Filter
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
rmofle@satx.rr.com
9/5/2004
There’s some quick changes I don’t have 100% down but
this is pretty darn close!!...Larry
Capo 4 (to play along with recording)
D A
I'm a hard luck man with a bad luck story
G
On an out-of-luck Friday, got nowhere to be
D A
The interstate flying, got my last buck and smiling
G
I don't give a fuck who's buying 'cause you're coming with me
Bm A
So baby take me anywhere, we can go downtown
D G
In your leopard underwear, loud and with the top down
Bm A D G
Two in the morning and we're burning up the 503, hey, hey, hey
Bm D
And maybe I just want a little running around
G A
Maybe I done lost what I thought I found
D A Gm
But maybe that's just me
D A
'Cause I'm a hard luck man, with a bad luck story
G
And the night gets so thick, it's so hard to see
D A
My heart's still groaning, spent my last buck this morning
G
But I stay awake knowing you're the one for me
Bm A
So baby don't you leave me 'cause I think I'd die
D G
Sun's out bleeding all across the sky
Bm A
I'm sitting all alone in our empty room
D G
Feel your manner, hear your voice, smell your cheap perfume
D A
Baby I don't love you, baby I don't love you but
G
Baby I could take you down with me
D A
Baby I'm crying, baby I'm dying
G D
I'm on my knees honey can't you see, yeah
Bridge:
Bm A
Got my collar turned up, 'cause the night gets cold
D G
A little shake in my voice, praying it's gonna hold,
Bm A D
Look me dead in the eyes and tell me this ain't how it's gonna be
Bm A
Baby maybe do you think it'd be alright if I stayed tonight
G A
Maybe we could work it out if you turn out the light
D A Gm
But maybe that just can't be, yeah
D A
'Cause I'm a hard luck man, with a bad luck story
G
And a tired-out heart, too damn broke to see
D A
Got half the tapes from Dixieland and still no sense of glory
G
I think that there's a sign there ain't no hope for me but
D A
Baby how I love you, baby how I love
G
Won’t you hold on tight, go up in flames with me baby
D A
Together we’ll be crying til the day we're dying
G
Won't you take my hand and come and cry with me
D A
I'm just a hard luck man on a twelve month stand
G
Now you ask me who I am - And that shit ain't free
