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Am Am G Buzzing like a locust, vibrating right out of my skin Am F C Em7 Am Pounding on the butcher's wall, somebody come and let me in G There's a black haired woman carrying a rolling pin Am F C Em7 Am C Em7 Am But your man's got a secret but she knows where he been yeah, she knows where he been F G C Am F G Am And it'll be a long time 'fore the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again Am G You see, early in the morning, before the warm wind of the dawn Am F C Em7 Am She saw thin man and a shadow make their way across the lawn Am G There was a rustle, was a razor and the whisper of a prayer Am F C Em7 Am Then the rhythm of the mallet like a heartbeat in the air F G C Am F G Am And it'll be a long time 'fore the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again Am G Am C Am G Am Am G With a handshake like a hammer and a suicide grin Am F C Em7 Am C Em7 Am That wooden door creaked open and the butcher-man let me in, yes like that he let me in Am G But I wasted not a minute, I was on him like a whip Am F C Em7 Am For one last minute he'd feel that hot red drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip F G C Am F G Am And it'll be a long time 'fore the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again Am G Am C Am G Am
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