Roy Rogers

[Verso 1]
 
  G                 Em 
In a smoker stained dive bar 
  C                 D 
Near the high side of town 
   G           Em           C              D 
Perched on his barstool knocking Roy Rogers down. 
        G               Em 
Doesnt know where hes going 
        C                 D 
Cant remember where hes been; 
       C                D            Em        G 
Never thought that hed die for such an unoriginal sin. 
             C     D             G 
He turns his gaze slowly up the bar 
     Em     Am            D 
And soberly flees to his car. 
    C           D        G 
Im sure that you know this scene-- 
Em     Am          D          D7                G 
Sugary sweet grenadine. 
 


[Verso 2]
 
G              Em    Am 
Lust fills his fiery eyes; 
C                                  D 
Sits by a window and stares at the skies 
G           D          Em 
Sees, in the shape of a cloud, 
  Em      Am               D 
His ghost in a water-proof shroud. 
    C           D             G 
It's nearly the right time to go. 
    Em              Am         D 
You can't be late to your own show. 
C           D              G 
Im sure that I know this scene-- 
Em     Am          D          D7                G 
Sugary sweet grenadine. 
 


[Verso 3]
 
G            Em 
A porch on a farmhouse; 
    C           D 
The kids in the yard; 
    G            Em 
His love reading Buber; 
    C       D 
Him playing guitar. 
        G            Em              C         D 
Grandma rocks in her old chair while humming a song 
        C               D       Em             G 
And the sweet smell of cocoa assures nothings wrong. 
     C          D           G 
She smiles and look oer at me 
  Em          Am         D 
I blow a warm kiss fancy free. 
        C          D        G 
And the actors are ready to start 
         Em            Am          D        D7     G 
but they cant get the curtains to part. 
 


[Verso 4]
 
    G          Em      Am 
The inkwell is all but dry. 
   C                                       D 
He cant find the story; he cant make the rhyme. 
G            D         Em 
Drags at his last cigarette. 
    Em           Am               D 
His brow and his shroud drenching wet. 
   C           D           G 
He opens the window and weeps 
     Em         Am              D 
Then takes in a deep breath and leaps. 
    C           D          G 
Im sure that I know this scene. 
Em     Am         D 
Sugary sweet grenadine. 
    C              D          G 
Im sure that Ive dreamed this dream 
Em     Am          D        D7        G 
Sugary sweet grenadine. 

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