Tom: D
D
Woke up Sunday morning and I thought that I could sing
G D
But I can't, no I can't
Woke up Sunday morning and I thought I heard bells ring
G D
But they don't and they won't
A G D
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart
Got a letter from my mama but she didn't send no cash
Send no cash, not a dime
Got a letter from my sister and she's still writin' trash
Writin' trash talked for the trash
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart
I asked a man some questions and he told me just the truth
Just the truth and I didn't believe him
I asked a girl for lovin' and she walked in the phonebooth
That ain't cool in the phonebooth
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart
Met a girl in New York and she had a lotta class
Lotta class tourist class
Took the girl to A but she said it wouldn't last
Wouldn't last and it didn't
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart
