Chords for Cage The Elephant - Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ I was _ _ walking down the street when out the corner [Gm] of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approaching [F] me.
[G] She said, I never [Bb] seen a man who looks [G] so all alone, could you use a little company?
If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice and you can go and send me on [Fm] my way.
[G] I said, you're such a sweet young thing, [Bb] why you do this to yourself?
She looked at me [G] and this is what she said, oh there ain't no [D] rest for the wicked.
Money don't grow [D] on trees.
I [G] got bills to pay, [Am] I got miles to be.
There ain't [F] nothing in this world for free.
[G] I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back, though you know I wish I [C] could.
[G] I know there ain't no [D] rest for the wicked, until we [Am] close our eyes for good.
[G]
Not even 15 minutes [Bb] later, I'm still walking down the street [C] when I saw the shadow of a
man creep out of [F] sight.
[G] And then he swept up from behind, he put a gun [C] up through my head, he made it clear he
wasn't looking for a fight.
He said, give [Bb] me all you got, I want your money, not your [C] life, but you try to make
a move, I won't pick [F] twice.
[G] I told him you could have my cash, but first you know [C] I gotta ask, what made you [G] wanna
live this kind of life?
He said, there ain't no rest for the wicked.
Money don't grow on [C] trees.
[G] I got bills to pay, I got miles to be.
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow [A] down, I can't hold [G] back, though you know I wish I [C] could.
[G] I know there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good. Yeah!
_ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[G] Well now a couple hours [Bb] passed and I was sitting in my house, the day was winding down
and coming to an [F] end.
[G] And so I turned to the TV and flipped it over to the news, and what I [Bb] saw I almost couldn't [G] comprehend.
I saw a preacher man in cut-sleeve taking [C] money from the church, he stuffed his bank
account with righteous dollar [F] bills.
[G] But even still I can't say [Bb] much because I know we're all the same, oh yes we [G] all seek
out to satisfy those thrills.
You know there ain't no rest for the wicked.
Money don't grow on [C] trees.
[G] We got bills to pay, we got miles to be.
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know we can't slow down, we can't hold [Gm] back, though you know we wish we [C] could.
[G] I know there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.