A Asus4 A Asus4
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[Verse 1]

A 
Pasty-faced villains    
 D             A Asus4
Chalkware pilfers dimes
D
Pasty-faced villains      
                      A  Asus4 A
My baubles ain't your kind
                E                                     A Asus4 A
'Cause when a Buffalo boy trades he nickels for rhymes
      A
Oh, gather up Sunday
  D                   A Asus4 A
Sunday makes things right
D
Say, rail against Persimmon        
                       A Asus4 A
Clothed in bat thorn fright        
            E                                      A Asus4 A
'Cause to dash from one outdrawn you make sun rise

[Bridge]

 D                    D
Tears from our maker, fall like rain    
       D                 D
On a windshield in that vast, old    
                              A                          B            E
motion in picture that they call our reflection in the flesh, in the flash

[Verse 2]
     A
You could court an union  
     D                 A Asus4 A
To shine me like you could
 D
You mourn as Delilah   
                      A Asus4 A
Her best was hardly good
          E                                     A Asus4 A
So now a buffalo boy leaves, he gains sainthood    

[Bridge]
  D                             D
Tears from our maker, fall like rain    
                          D
On a windshield in the vast, old    
                               A                        B        E
 motion in picture that they call our reflection in the flash  shorn from mist   

[Verse 3]
      A
Oh, when ought we marry
         D                   A Asus4 A
And drink to Artesian wealth
     D
So when ought we marry
      D                      A Asus4 A
Bethroded beneath the shells
             E                                         A Asus4 A
'Cause any thirst that slows your gait is still a spell
         E                                             A Asus4 A
Yes any thirst that slows your gait, is still a spell