Sing Song Bird

C C Give me your shoulder, I'm a sing song bird C C My savior says that I'm the words F G C I map across a daylight blinding you C C Chicken-boned and with a ten-cent bunk C C Claimed Jesus spoke, though I was drunk F G C Untied my shoe and told me what to do F G C Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms F G C That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume F G C Rooms like this, a pathway to the fall F G C Warn the girls about the dimmer stars F G C That try to woo them all with the cheap guitars F G C The morning fades the glitter on their song C C F G C F G C Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms F G C That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume F G C The sun don't sweat the souls that get the call F G C Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms F G C That try to woo them all with their cheap guitars F G C Dear Lord, give me the strength to shade you all