Primeira Parte
A E
Me and a big Dave were just trying to stay upright
A
We were chasing white lines and warping our minds last night
We were killing the time though we sure didn't know it
D
Hunting down rhymes with a Kentucky poet
E A
Me and big Dave were just trying to stay alive
Segunda Parte
A
There's some folks around town
E
That might cuss our names down to the floor
They might claim that were loners
A
No account stoners and more
It's the same kind of people claim to be chosen
D
Their ears made of stone and their tongues made of poison
E A
The doctrine they preach has got nothing that they can teach me
Solo
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Terceira Parte
A E
Well I don't know if Dave hates the same kind of hate that I do
A
He knows that I know that he's been cut down by it too
Well people get talking 'bout things that we uses
D
I ain't in the business of making excuses
E A
Me and big Dave were just trying to stay alive
This whole world's full of ghosts
E
That I believe that most folks can't see
A
The particular demons that reason with big Dave and me