The Stanfields

The Bloody Dotted Line

The Stanfields


Tom: Am

Am


[Verse]
  Am                           G               Am
I used to dream in color and I wished away the days
 Am                                  G
Waiting on the slightest chance that I would get to play
   Am                               G             Am
A gilded harp, a silver horn with a bonny tune to sing
  Am                            G                 Am
A place inside a golden hall to prance around the king


[Chorus]
     G                       Am
When I was young I wished to be
C                   F
Up to my neck in a fantasy
          C            Dm            Am
Why did I sign on that bloody dotted line?
G                      Em   Am
Let the devils hold it over me


[Interlude]
Am     G      Am

Am     G  Em  Am


[Verse]
Am                                G              Am
Is it a crime to live when you cannot afford the means?
Am                                   G
Is it a crime to walk the earth like ravenous machines?
   Am                           G               Am
Is there a way to bridge a gap across a great divide?
   Am                             G                Am
Is it a secret thrill to know the gods are on your side?


[Chorus]
     G                       Am
When I was young I wished to be
C                   F
A landed man with a back forty
          C            Dm             Am
Why did I sign on that bloody dotted line?
G                      Em   Am
Let the devils hold it over me


[Interlude]
Am     G      Am

Am     G  Em  Am


Am C/B C    Dm C G Am

Am C/B C    Dm C G Am

Dm C G   C F C G

Dm C G   C F C G Am


[Bridge]
Em   D   G   C

Am   Em   D   D

Em                        D         G                    C
The smoke still clouds my wits. The stink still fills my pores
         Am                         Em             D              D
From the night they kicked down the door, down the door, down the door
Em                        D         G                     C
The blood still stains my lips. The grief still chafes my soul
   Am                          Em                 D                  D
My pride was raked through the coals, through the coals, through the coals
Em            D           G                C
Yonder prison walls, they own my flesh and bones
       Am                 Em           D           D
But my thoughts are mine alone, mine alone, mine alone


[Outro]
G  G/F#  Em  G/F#  G   C   Am   Em   G   D             Am Am B7

G  G/F#  Em  G/F#  G   C   Am   Em   G   D             Am Am Am


Dm C G   C F C G

Dm C G   C F C G Am

Am     G    Am