Devil Makes Three - Man Tap Chords

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_ _ [C#m] You may be sitting [G#] outside now, just feeling like you're [C#m] bulletproof.
Turns out you ain't
doing a goddamn thing, [G#] brown bagging outside of that [C#m] telephone booth.
All the time it seems
so hard [G#] just to get your hands upon the pouring [C#m] rain.
Soon as you feel yourself crawl back
[G#] up, are you on your way back [C#m] down again?
You just pray with me, lost daughter to [E] son, drink
a little [F#] smoke above the [G#] barrel of the [C#m] gun.
Them troubles outside of my [E] door, there ain't
no way to add them [F#] up, there's gonna [G#] be so many [C#m] more.
You just stay with me, lost daughter
to [E] son, ain't nobody [F#] leaving till [G#] the filing's [C#m] done.
Them troubles outside of my door, there
[E] ain't no way to add them up, there's [F#] gonna be, _ [G#] there's gonna be, [C#m] there's gonna be so
many more.
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_ _ [C#m] Now life's cheap for sure, they got the [G#] power to transform a creature of the
sky to a [C#m] creature of the land.
Only take just one card [G#] to either make or break a [C#m] great
hand.
Could be making so much noise, [G#] man, all of a sudden smack, not a single [C#m] sound.
Seems like a hand sneaks out of the sky [G#] and hits your body through the grit [C#m] of the ground.
Just pray with me, lost daughter to [E] son, ain't nobody [F#] leaving till the [G#] filing's [C#m] done.
Them
troubles outside of my [E] door, there ain't no way to add them [F#] up, there's gonna [G#] be so many
[C#m] more.
You just stay with me, lost daughter to [E] son, drink a little [F#] smoke up of the [G#] barrel
of [C#m] the gun.
Them troubles outside of my [E] door, there ain't no way to [F#] add them up, there's
gonna be, [G#] there's gonna be, there's [C#m] gonna be so many more.
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_ [A] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
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_ _ [C#m] _ Happiness, now what is [G#] this?
Just a ghost trap, shadow wrapped in choking [C#m] chains.
A beast of a self, a herd of [G#] zines
separated inside of our miswired [C#m] brains.
Top of the ladder, bottom of [G#] the barrel, we both
feel like we can't be [C#m] satisfied.
Some cross with the diamonds, some leave with the dollar,
[G#] both got nothing on the other [C#m] side.
You just pray with me, lost daughter to son, [E] drink a
little smoke [F#] up of the [G#m] barrel of the [C#m] gun.
Them troubles outside of my door, [E] there ain't no way
to add them [F#] up, there's gonna [G#] be so many [C#m] more.
You just stay with me, lost daughter to [E] son,
ain't nobody [F#] leaving till the [G#] filing's [C#m] done.
Them troubles outside of my [E] door, there ain't
no way to add [F#] them up, there's gonna be, _ [G#] there's gonna be, there's gonna be [C#m] so many more.
_ [G] _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G] _ [A] _ [E] _
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