Hard Luck Man

Hard Luck Man By Cast Iron Filter rmofle at satx.rr.com 9/5/2004 There??s some quick changes I don??t have 100% down but this is pretty darn close!!...Larry Capo 4 (to play along with recording) D A I'm a hard luck man with a bad luck story G On an out-of-luck Friday, got nowhere to be D A The interstate flying, got my last buck and smiling G I don't give a f**k who's buying 'cause you're coming with me Bm A So baby take me anywhere, we can go downtown D G In your leopard underwear, loud and with the top down Bm A D G Two in the morning and we're burning up the 503, hey, hey, hey Bm D And maybe I just want a little running around G A Maybe I done lost what I thought I found D A Gm But maybe that's just me D A 'Cause I'm a hard luck man, with a bad luck story G And the night gets so thick, it's so hard to see D A My heart's still groaning, spent my last buck this morning G But I stay awake knowing you're the one for me Bm A So baby don't you leave me 'cause I think I'd die D G Sun's out bleeding all across the sky Bm A I'm sitting all alone in our empty room D G Feel your manner, hear your voice, smell your cheap perfume D A Baby I don't love you, baby I don't love you but G Baby I could take you down with me D A Baby I'm crying, baby I'm dying G D I'm on my knees honey can't you see, yeah Bridge: Bm A Got my collar turned up, 'cause the night gets cold D G A little shake in my voice, praying it's gonna hold, Bm A D Look me dead in the eyes and tell me this ain't how it's gonna be Bm A Baby maybe do you think it'd be alright if I stayed tonight G A Maybe we could work it out if you turn out the light D A Gm But maybe that just can't be, yeah D A 'Cause I'm a hard luck man, with a bad luck story G And a tired-out heart, too damn broke to see D A Got half the tapes from Dixieland and still no sense of glory G I think that there's a sign there ain't no hope for me but D A Baby how I love you, baby how I love G Won??t you hold on tight, go up in flames with me baby D A Together we??ll be crying til the day we're dying G Won't you take my hand and come and cry with me D A I'm just a hard luck man on a twelve month stand G Now you ask me who I am - And that s**t ain't free