David Warmke

[Refrão] C Gm Blood on My Guitar Strings A# F Blood on my Guitar Case C Gm My Blood, attacked by a door A# F The doors at Devils Backbone loaded sharp and small [Verso 1] C Am I was coming in with coffee mug and Guitar C Am That door you got to shoulder to get through C Am My shoulder and arm out when it bit C Am F Blood Flowing down my arms, for quite a while [Verso 2] C Am Thin skin of old guys we bleed easily thin skin C Am Age makes your skin old wrinkled and thin C Am Now me no wrinkled just old and thin C Am F Blood on my guitar string what a line [Refrão] C Gm Blood on My Guitar Strings A# F Blood on my Guitar Case C Gm My Blood, attacked by a door A# F The doors at Devils Backbone loaded sharp and small [Verso 3] C Am A murder ballot, a fighting song, a cookie to cut C Am How can you pass that line C Am Blood on my Guitar Strings C Am F You think if Super Glue, Jimmy Vaught attacking his strings [Verso 4] C Am So my song blood on my string to hart to pass up C Am Getting old most of my life, now I am getting younger C Am Mayber the last time that door can stab me C Am F Blood on my Guitar Strings, soon just a song and memory of old [Refrão] C Gm Blood on My Guitar Strings A# F Blood on my Guitar Case C Gm My Blood, attacked by a door A# F The doors at Devils Backbone loaded sharp and small