The Raconteurs is an alternative rock band, formed in Detroit, Michigan, United States, in 2005. The band consists of Jack White (vocals, guitar), Brendan Benson (vocals, guitar), Jack Lawrence (bass) and Patrick Keeler (drums). The band considers themselves to be a "new band made up of old friends" and the members are also members of other rock groups: White was a member of The White Stripes (and, along with Lawrence, is also a member of The Dead Weather)
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Am I'm not sure if there's a point to this story CGAm But I'm going to tell it again Am So many other people try to tell the tale CGAm Not one of them knows the end Am It was a junk-house in South Carolina CGAm Held a boy the age of ten Am Along with his older brother Billy CGAm And a mother and her boyfriend D Who was a triple loser with some blue tattoos
That were given to him when he was young Am And a drunk temper that was easy to lose CGEmAm And thank god he didn't own a gun
Am Well Billy woke up in the back of his truck CGAm Took a minute to open his eyes Am He took a peep into the back of the house CGAm And found himself a big surprise D He didn't see his brother but there was his mother
With her red-headed head in her hands Am While the boyfriend had his gloves wrapped around an old priest CGEmAm Trying to choke the man
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Billy looked up from the window to the truck Threw up and had to struggle to stand He saw that red-necked bastard with a hammer Turn the priest into a shell of a man The priest was putting up the fight of his life But he was old and he was bound to lose The boyfriend hit as hard as he could And knocked the priest right down to his shoes
Well now Billy knew but never actually met The preacher lying there in the room He heard himself say That must be my daddy Then he knew what he was gonna do Billy got up enough courage took it up And grabbed the first blunt thing he could find It was a cold glass bottle of milk That got delivered every morning at nine
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Am Billy broke in and saw the blood on the floor and Am He turned around and put the lock on the door Dm He looked dead into the boyfriend's eye E His mother was a ghost too upset to cry then Am He took a step toward the man on the ground Am From his mouth trickled out a little audible sound Dm He heard the boyfriend shout Get out E And Billy said Not till I know what this is all about Am Well this preacher here was attacking your mama Am But Billy knew just who was starting the drama Dm So Billy took dead aim at his face E And smashed the bottle on the man who left his dad in disgrace and Am The white milk dripped down with the blood and the Am Boyfriend fell down dead for good Dm Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air E And Billy shouted Daddy why'd you have to come back here Am His mama reached behind the sugar and honey and Am Pulled out an envelope filled with money Dm Your daddy gave us this she collapsed in tears E He's been paying all the bills for years Am Mama let's put this body underneath the trees Am and put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee Dm Just then his little brother came in E Holding the milk man's hat and a bottle of gin singing
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Am Well now you heard another side to the story CGAm But you wanna know how it ends Am If you must know the truth about the tale CGAm Go and ask the milkman