The Poet Ryan Bingham

The Poet

Ryan Bingham

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546
0:00 4:48
Tuning Whole Step Down (D G C F A D)
Beat 4/4
Key: D
Capo:
No capo
Strumming 1

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Lyrics

[Intro]
| D | - | -   | - |
| - | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - |

[Verse 1]
Bm7
And as I get long gone
Out where the wind blows
                                 D
The desert sky, she flies by for miles
Bm7
And as I keep walkin'
People keep atalkin'
                                  D
About things they've never seen or done
Bm7
Homeless sleep in the park
Sweet hearts kiss in the dark
                              D
I myself just move on through town
Bm7
Moon keeps on shinin'
And the rich keep on dinin'
                                D
And, oh, how I love the highway sun
    Em
And out to the back
    Gsus2                    D
The poet writes his songs in blood

[Interlude]
Bm7 D Bm7 D          Bm7
           Where the coyotes are callin'

[Verse 2]
Stars keep on fallin'
                           D
Your mother, she won't be around
  Bm7
A feather blows down the road
And the wind is cold,
your wings are broke
                                D
And your heart is livin' on the run
Bm7
Lonely and wasted
Her eyes replaced it
                                    D
And I don't think I'll make another mile
Bm7
Town to town I run
My horse ain't too drunk
                           D
The wind is singin' to the sun
    Em
And out to the back
    Gsus2                    D
The poet writes his songs in blood

[Interlude]
        | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - |

[Verse 3]
        Bm7
But the jukebox is barkin'
I'm just gettin' started
                             D
I've yet to see the light of day
Bm7
Senoritas lose it
To the Mariachi music
                            D
'Cause New York is too far away
        Bm7
And the band keeps on playin'
With beer bottles breakin'
And the barmaid,
                       D
I heard she pulled the gun
Bm7
Poet takes a pistol
Points it at this sister
                          D
Says, "Honey, your day is done"
    Em
And out to the back
    Gsus2                   D
The poet writes his song in blood
Em
Out to the back
    Gsus2                   D
The poet writes his song in blood

Bars

[Intro]
| D | - | -   | - |
| - | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - |

[Verse 1]
            | Bm7 | -     |
| -   | D   | -   | Bm7   |
| -   | -   | D   | -     |
| Bm7 | -   | -   | D     |
| -   | Bm7 | -   | -     |
| D   | -   | Em  | Gsus2 |
| D   | -   |

And as I get long gone
Out where the wind blows
The desert sky, she flies by for miles
And as I keep walkin'
People keep atalkin'
About things they've never seen or done
Homeless sleep in the park
Sweet hearts kiss in the dark
I myself just move on through town
Moon keeps on shinin'
And the rich keep on dinin'
And, oh, how I love the highway sun
And out to the back
The poet writes his songs in blood

[Interlude]
        | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| - |

Where the coyotes are callin'

[Verse 2]
      | D   | -  | Bm7   |
| -   | -   | D  | -     |
| Bm7 | -   | -  | D     |
| -   | Bm7 | -  | -     |
| D   | -   | Em | Gsus2 |
| D   | -   |

Stars keep on fallin'
Your mother, she won't be around
A feather blows down the road
And the wind is cold,
your wings are broke
And your heart is livin' on the run
Lonely and wasted
Her eyes replaced it
And I don't think I'll make another mile
Town to town I run
My horse ain't too drunk
The wind is singin' to the sun
And out to the back
The poet writes his songs in blood

[Interlude]
        | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - | Bm7 | - |
| D | - |

[Verse 3]
            | Bm7 | -     |
| -   | D   | -   | Bm7   |
| -   | -   | D   | -     |
| Bm7 | -   | -   | D     |
| -   | Bm7 | -   | -     |
| D   | -   | Em  | Gsus2 |
| D   | -   | Em  | Gsus2 |
| D   |

But the jukebox is barkin'
I'm just gettin' started
I've yet to see the light of day
Senoritas lose it
To the Mariachi music
'Cause New York is too far away
And the band keeps on playin'
With beer bottles breakin'
And the barmaid,
I heard she pulled the gun
Poet takes a pistol
Points it at this sister
Says, "Honey, your day is done"
And out to the back
The poet writes his song in blood
Out to the back
The poet writes his song in blood

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