Arms Of A Thief

Em Em D D Em Em D D Em Mr. Henry and the muscle man D Gave her shoes on a night there was no room to stand Em Like a letter in a stolen purse D She was bored of her weight, she was bored of her words Em The daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest D It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief Em And reachin' out to touch the steering wheel D Em She said leave me alone, but just don't leave me here, alright? Em D Em D Alright, alright Em Mr. Henry and another guy D Gave her gold on a night that it fell from the sky Em And like a body when the buzzard came D She was bored of her look, she was bored of her name Em The daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest D It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief Em And dabbin' at the arrow in her heel D Em She said leave me alone, but just don't leave me here, alright? Em D Em D Alright, alright Slide Guitar / "Nananana" Section Am7 D Em Em Am7 D Em Em D D Em Em D D Em Em D D Em Mr. Henry was a dyin' man D With advice in a tongue that she didn't understand Em Like the water when the sea got rough D She was bored of the breeze, she was bored of her luck Em The winner and the loser told the fallen priest D It's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief Em And holdin' everything he made her steal D Em She said leave me alone, but just don't leave me here, alright? Em D Em D Alright, alright Slide Guitar / "Nananana" Section Am7 D Em Em Am7 D Em Em D D Em Em D D Em Em D D Em Em D D Em Em D D Em Em