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B
Fill up the cup, fill up the can
E -> B
Papas coming home
B
Fill up the cup, fill up the can
E -> B
We’ll identify you by your bones
F# -> E
Aren’t you going to be embarrassed
B
When the light falls on you?
Light up the roof, light up the sky
The arrows are broken now
Light up the roof, light up the sky
Here flies the crow
Aren’t you going to be vacant
When the light falls on you?
F# -> E -> B
I have a hunch it’s truth
I bet your dime it’s truth
Sit on your suitcase, Sit on your throne
Nobody puts my baby down
Sit on your suitcase, Sit on your throne
Nobody tosses her around
Reckoning only gets one day
The day the light falls on you
Boil down your shoelace, Boil down the bone
It doesn’t need to be said
Boil down your shoelace, boil down the bone
It’s written on your head
Your wits can only stretch so thin
When the light falls on you
Your wits can only stretch so thin
When the light falls on you
F# -> E -> B
I have a hunch it’s truth
I bet your dime it’s truth
I have a hunch it’s truth
I bet your dime it’s truth
Fill up the cup, fill up the can
Papas coming home
Fill up the cup, fill up the can
We’ll identify you by your bones
Aren’t you going to be embarrassed
When the light falls on you?
You know you should be embarrassed
