Chords for GHOULTOWN - Drink With The Living Dead (SUBTITLED)

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I was sitting in the thirst of devil, one sheet hung to the wind, [B] when the back window
creaked open [F#] and a stranger sauntered in.
[C#] He moved his head from side to side and glared with a sunken eye, [B] I heard the spin of a rusty
spur _ as he shook off the dreary [C#] night. _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] He lowered his hat and checked his gun and headed toward the bar.
[B] He walked on up beside [F#] me, I knew he'd traveled far.
[C#m] In a voice as thick as mud he looked to the keep and said, [B] one shot of whiskey for myself
_ _ and one for my [C#m] new friend.
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_ [D#] But hushed and low [C#] they seemed to [B] be afraid, as that [F#] beast had stood right up and [C#] walked
out of [G] its grave.
[C#] His face was shallow and dirty, his [F] skin like leather [B] hide.
Sure he spoke like [F#] any man, but something [G#] wasn't [C#] right.
So [C#m] I twisted on my stool and turned to him and said, [B] thank you sir, but just the [F#] same,
I'm chasing worms instead.
[C#] He growled and shoved the drink my way, his eyes as cold as death.
[B] I drank the drink, snuck him back, _ _ held the straw against [C#] my hand. _ _
[B] When [F#] six to [D#] midnight [C#] and the morning ends or death, [B] now you've had a [F#] drink, you're drinking
[C#] shut your mouth.
[B] If you draw [F#] against his head, [C#] you can never win, [G#] but [G#m] _ _ _ drink with the living [C#] dead. _ _ _ _ _
Who the hell do you think you are?
My patience growing thin, [B] but swallow [F#] hard I had to do when the story [C#] began.
His lips rolled back and words came forth, stirring up [B] the tale.
And every [F#] base inside that bar, it turned a [G#] shade of pale.
[C#] My name is Stanton Creed and I died three years more.
[B] I shot a man to steal his drink, [F#] at least that's what they hung me for.
[C#] Now I'm cursed to walk the earth and challenge every night.
[B] A man to match me, drink my drink, _ _ or buy the bullet [C#] and die. _ _
[B] When six [F#] to midnight [C#] and the morning ends or death, [B] now you've had a [F#] drink, you're drinking
shut [C#] your mouth. _
[B] If you draw [F#] against his head, [C#] you can never win, [G#] but drink _ _ _ with the living [C#] dead. _ _ _ _ _
Now wait a minute mister, no one makes me a fool.
[B] I put a shot of whiskey [F#] back on over toward school.
[C#] I love a drink like any man, but that's a losing game.
[B] To drink a draw against the dead [F#] would only be insane.
[C#] Stanton Creed, he tipped his hat and laughed a wicked laugh.
[B] You see the Lord cursed my soul [F#] for killing that poor man.
[C#] There ain't no choice so you must try to match me shot for shot.
[B] If you win then you'll go free, _ _ and I can finally [C#] rot. _ _ _
[B] When six [F#] to midnight [C#] and the morning ends or death, now [B] you've had a drink, [F#] you're drinking
shut [C#] your mouth.
[B] If you draw [F#] against his [D#] head, [C#] you can never win, [G#m] but drink _ _ with the living [C#] dead. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [D#] The bar hopped not as slowly, and I knew that I was screwed.
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If I chose to duel the dead, then I would surely lose.
_ [D#] So I took the glass and threw the shot in my throat.
_ [E] I would match him drink for drink, no matter if [B] I_
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_ _ _ [C#m] Whiskey, tequila, vodka, rum or [B] gin.
There ain't no man that I [F#] can't beat, beat him life dead.
[C#] So into the morning, I matched him house for house.
[B] Till Stan Cree fell over, [F#] and a winner was announced.
[C#] I rest in his pine box and I still walk the streets.
[B] But I don't forget the [F#] night when death had chosen me.
[C#] There ain't no fancy morals to go with this affair.
[B] Lest you aim to kill a man, _ _ and drink down his [C#] last beer.
_ _ [B] When [F#] six to midnight [C#] and the morning ends or death, [B] now you've had a [F#] drink, you're drinking
and [C#] shut your mouth.
[B] When you talk [F#] it's just sand, [C#] you can never win.
[G#m] But drink _ _ with the living [C#] dead. _ _
[G#m] But _ _ _ drink with the living [C#] dead.
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