LUNGS (1973) by Townes Van Zandt live at the Old Quarter Chords

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too much.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Well, won't you [G] lend your lungs [Em] to me?
Mine are collapsing.
Plant my feet [G] and bitterly [Em] breathe up the time that's passing.
[Bm] Breath out, take in.
[Em] Breath out, [Bm] give in.
Pray the day's not [Em] poisoned.
Stand among the ones that live in lonely indecision. _ _ _
Well, fingers [G] walk the darkness, [Em] damned mind is on the midnight.
Gather [G] up the gold you [Em] found, you fool, it's only moonlight.
[Bm] If you try to [Em] take it home, [D] your hands [E] will turn to [Em] butter.
You better leave this dream alone, try to find another. _
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Salvation [G] sat and crossed [Em] herself, called the devil partner.
Wisdom burned upon a shelf, who killed the raging cancer.
[Bm] Seal the river [Em] at its mouth, [Bm] take the [Em] water prisoner.
Fill the sky [G] with screams and cries, bathing [Em] fiery answers.
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Well, Jesus [G] was an only son, and love his only [Em] concept.
Strangers [G] crying foreign tongues and dirty up the doorstep.
[Bm] And I for one and you [Em] for two, [Bm] ain't got the time [Em] for outside.
Keep your angel looks to you, and we'll tell the world that we tried.
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