Am The leather souls come… shufflin’ in… stinkin’ of smoke, and ten cent ginG Am Now who will toast our noble host, who has this mornin’ given up the ghostAm The wooden coffer… hand to hand… kind words are offered… silent prayersG Am But she is satisfied the most, while stabbing madly at the roast Chorus:Am G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive no reprieveAm G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive no reprieveAm The creditor rides… with his men… the death of debtors… he won’t forgiveG Am They repossess his silver eyes, now in the potter’s field he lies Chorus:Am G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive no reprieveAm G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive no reprieve Bridge:Am G Am Waiting for a dead man’s shoes… have you heard the latest newsAm G Am Lazarus is back from the dead… lookin’ as one would expectAm G Am Dippin’ with the waters of Sheol… babblin’ ‘bout body and soulAm G Am And then he found his wife in their bed… buck naked and already wedAm The tax collector… beneath his sheets… the door swings open… floor boards creakG Am Now who will toast our noble host, who has this mornin’ given up the ghost Chorus:Am G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive no reprieveAm G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive no reprieveAm G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive no reprieveAm G D Am The rib of Adam… the eyes of Eve… the sons of Cain will receive, will receiveG G G C Am will receive…
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