Junky Star - Ryan Bingham and the Dead Horses Album: Junky Star Standard Tuning |------------| |--4---------2----| |--4----2----2----| |--4----2----2----| |--2---------0----| |-------4---------|     /   The man come to shake my hand And rob me of my farm I shot him dead and hung my head And drove off in his car So on the run with a smokin gun I’m lookin for the coast Of all the things I’ve had and lost Your love I miss the most And hell will have to pay I went a little bit too far I’d say Half drunk I stumble on The whiskey from the bar Sleepin in the Santa Monica pier With the Junkies and the Stars For when I wore a Spanish cross Was reachin for my hand Then a stranger took the place Of words I couldn’t understand And there’s nothing but the ground It’s the only place I’ve found Where I can lay my head in town Down on the boulevard The sidewalk shuffles change Cracked out from the night before Hallucinating in the rain So I borrowed a quarter for A call to the other side Told god that the whole damn world Was waitin in line to die But not me this time I left the trouble far behind And then he tied his arm off one more time The man come to shake my hand And rob me of my farm