Freakwater

Louisville Lip

3/4

D            A7                        D
Down at the bottom of the 2nd Street bridge
       A7                   D
In a story I've often been told
             A7                       D
Beneath the water at the 2nd Street bridge
           G               D
There's a little piece of gold
         A7              D
Has the gilt edge worn away?
         A7              D
And the ribbon long ago rotted and frayed?
         A7
Has the rust eaten through
         D
Like a cheap ring would do?
           G            D
Or was it really solid gold?
          A7
Whip the world
           G D
Whip this town
         G
Whip it into the river
                 A7
And watch it go down
          G
Whip the world
              D
Your lashing tongue
         A7
Big man crying like a baby
       G             D
From where the bee stung

-Instrumental

Fair fight on a Friday night
Rope a dope
Swinging in the spotlight
Fight your own fight
Fight to win
Fight the wrong fight
It's gonna be a scene
Hatred and love
Fit together like a hand in a glove
Bound with tape inside at the wrist
And hand becomes a fist
Whip the world
Whip this town
Whip it into the river
And watch it go down
Whip the world
Your lashing tongue
Big man crying like a baby
From where the bee stung
Whip the world
Whip this town
Whip it into the river
And watch them all drown
When the king threw of his golden crown
Floating down like butterfly wings
And sank without a sound

From "Springtime"
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