Transcribed by:

Scott Holcomb

Verse 1:
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I was talking to a homeless drunk about religion
      E                                          A
He said "It's all I got, but it ain't much
                 E                      A
'Cause the way I feel these days,
     E                                    A
I'd rather have a gun than a crutch"


Chorus:
                           A       A  B  C  D
Well, that makes sense to me
              E                                  A
It makes sense to me, I must confess
                   A          A  B  C  D
That makes sense to me
               E                            A
It makes sense to me, I must confess


Verse 2:
Listen to a little girl, she was a runaway.
She said "My daddy treated me like a slave.
Soiled me in my momma bed when I was just 15.
That's why I had to lay him in his grave!"

(Chorus)

Verse 3:
Talking to a black man from Atlanta.
He said "The time has come to take what's mine.
And if I must bust a few heads to achieve justice,
My righteous cause will well explain the crime!"

(Chorus)

(Jam)

(Chorus)

last updated:8/6/1998