Mongrel

A A Bm She just wanted to hold his heart, in her hands for a while D/F# E A Drops of blood in a green glass vial A Bm He could tell her a thousand times, not to stare when he gets wild D/F# E F#m Drops of blood in a green glass vial D/F# E Aadd9 Drops of blood in a green glass vial Aadd9 A Aadd9 A Aadd9 A Aadd9 A A Bm Makin' money is the devil's art, they could trade their food and wine D/F# E A Growing grapes on a fence-tied vine A Bm German shepherds and caged magpies, under corrugated iron D/F# E F#m Drops of blood in a green glass vial D/F# E A Drops of blood in a green glass vial Guitar solo A Bm D/F# E A A Bm He made decisions like a seasoned vet, with a gun to the sky D/F# E A Quadrabykes and a telescopic eye Guitar solo A Bm D/F# E F#m D/F# E A Drops of blood in a green glass vial A Bm In the evening marauders came off, fear was on her breath D/F# E F#m My sweet girl, so scared you forgot about death D/F# E A Death is the pulse in your eye on your very last breath Aadd9 A Aadd9 A Aadd9 A