BED OF ROSES

(Bb)Sit ting here wast ed and wound ed at this is old pi (F)an o

try ing (Bb)hard to cap ture the mo ment this morn ing I (F)don’t know.

’Cause a (Am)bot tle of vod ka is still (Bb)lodged in my head and some (F)blonde gave me night mares.

I (Fsus)think that she’s (F)still in my bed

as I dream a bout mov ies they (C)won’t make of me when I’m (F)dead.

With an (Bb)i ron clad fist that I wake up and French is kiss the (F)morn ing

while some (Bb)march band keeps its own beat in my head while we’re (F)talk ing

a bout (Am)all of the things that I still (Bb)long to be lieve a bout (F)love and the truth, mares.

what (Fsus)you mean to (F)me and the bed

as I dream a bout mov ies they (C)won’t make of me when I’m (F)dead.

With an (Bb)truth is, my eyes

and whis per, ba by, you’re (C)all that I need.

I want to (Dm)lay

you (C)down on a (Bb)bed of (F)ros es

for to night

I (C)sleep on a (Bb)bed of (F)nails.

Oh, I want to (Bb)be

just as (F)close as

the (Bb)Ho

ly (F)Ghost is

and (Dm)lay (C)you

(Bb)down

on a bed of (F)ros es.

Well, I’m (F)ros es.

Well, the (Bb)ho tel bar hang o ver (C)whis key’s gone dry, the bar (F)keep er’s wig is crook ed and she’s giv ing me the eye.

I (Bb)might have said yeah,

but I laughed so hard (C)I think I died.

(C)Ooh, yeah.

Now as (Bb)you close your eyes,

know I’ll be think ing a (F)bout you

while my (Bb)mis tress, she calls me to stand in her spot light a gain.

To night, I (Bb)won’t be a lone but you know that don’t mean I’m not (F)lone ly.

I’ve got (Dm)noth ing to (C)prove for it’s (Bb)you that I’d die to de (F)fend.

I want to (Dm)lay

you (C)down on a (Bb)bed of (F)ros es

for to night

I (C)sleep on a (Bb)bed of (F)nails.

Oh,

I want to (Bb)be

just as (F)close as the (Bb)Ho