Paycheques - Tex Don and Charlie
(Built on the A to D change)
[Verse 1]
A D A D
Friday's for funerals, Saturday's for brides
A D E
Guess I'll take Sunday as mine
A D A D
Because on weekends I perform miracles
Fm E D
I turn paycheques into wine
Fm E A D
One working weeks' wage at a time
[Verse 2]
A D A D
Well, maybe it's time for getting on home
A D E
The sun is hanging low in the sky
A D A D
And the wine in my head turns to lewd thoughts
Fm E D
As it disorganises my mind
Fm E A D
But I seem to be that way inclined
[Verse 3]
A D A D
All these girls, they tempt me, Lord
A D E
With their long and flowin' hair
A D A D
But I only ask for the one I've lost
Fm E D
Whose perfume still fills the air
Fm E A D
Well, it's more than I can bear
[Verse 4]
A D A D
And so I go hungry, leavin' alone
A D E
I make it back home to my bed
A D A D
And the merciful sleep of a drunken man
Fm E D
Will drown all the things that she said
Fm E A D
From goin' round and round in my head
[Solo]
Solo is over A D change then F# to B (x2) then E, back to A to D
[Verse 5]
A D A D
And in the morning, the shadows fall longer
A D E
I sink back deep in my chair
A D A D
And I fall into a reverie
Fm E D
Imagining that she's there
Fm E A D
Well, it's more than I can bear
[Verse 6]
A D A D
Well, if Friday's for funerals and Saturday's for brides
A D E
I guess I'll take Sunday as mine
A D A D
On weekends I perform miracles
Fm E D
Turning paycheques into wine
Fm E A D
Turning memories of her into wine