Danko Manuel Teclado

	  
Intro: C   Em – repeated many times 

verse 1 

C                            Em      
  Let the night air cool you off.  
C                                      Em 
  Tilt your head back and try to cough.  
D                                  Am  
  Don't say nothin' about the things you never saw.  
C                            Em 
  Let the night air cool you off.   

C                       Em 
  I ain't livin' like I should.  
C                          Em 
  A little rest might do me good. 
D                            Am 
  Got to sinking in the place where I once stood.  
C                           Em 
  I ain't livin' like I should. 


D                                 C     C/B   Em 
  Can you hear that singing? Sounds like gold. 
        D                            C    C/B   Em                
  Maybe I can only hear it in my head.   
D                           C     C/B   Em 
  Fifteen years ago they owned that road.  
          A                     C 
  Now it's rolling over us instead.   
                    Em 
  Richard Manuel is dead. 
 

verse 2 

C                           Em      
  God forbid you call their bluff.  
C                            Em      
  Like the nightmares ain't enough.  
D                                Am  
  Remember when they used to think that we were tough?  
C                                   Em 
  Now God forbid you call their bluff.   

C                           Em      

  First they make you out to be  
C                         Em      
  The only pirates on the sea.  
D                                Am  
  They say Danko might have been real proud of me.  
C                                Em 
  Is that the man I want to be?   


D                                 C     C/B   Em 
  Can you hear that singing? Sounds like gold. 
        D                               C  C/B  Em                
  Maybe I could make it bigger overseas.  
D                           C     C/B  Em 
  Fifteen years ago they owned that road.  
         A                                  C 
  Now it only gives us somewhere else to leave.  
                                   Em 
   And something else you can't believe.
   

solo C       Em – repeated many times 


D                                 C     C/B   Em 
  Can you hear that singing? Sounds like gold. 
            D                               C  C/B Em 
  And maybe I can hear poor Richard from the grave.  
D                              C    C/B Em 
  Singing where to reap and where to sow  
              A                                 C 
  When you've found another home you have to leave.   
                                   Em 
  And something else you can't believe. 
  C                            Em           C 
  Something else you can't believe.