From: Andrew Lyon <Andrew@lyonap.force9.co.uk>
Date: Sunday, May 31, 1998 6:07 AM
Subject: "Undone" by Robert Earl Keen


Undone
Written by: Robert Earl Keen
CD: Robert Earl Keen - Picnic
From: Andrew@lyonap.force9.co.uk

Intro: C D G C D
D
Fire one up and you toss one down
C
Everybody knows you been downtown
D
Been downtown late last night
C
Bust your head in a barroom fight
D
Fightin' with your brother, fightin' with your wife
C
Seems you've been fighting every day of your life
D
Can't stand still, still can't run
C                                     D     G  C  D  C  D
You put it all together but it come undone

D
Your soul is junk, your brain is dust
C
All of your memories are eaten up with rust
D
Your nightmare's real, dreams too stark
C
You love the night but you hate the dark
D
Your momma, your daddy, little sister too
C
Told you a secret they were countin' on you
D
You were dying to tell but your dad said son
C                             D       G       C  D  C  D
Button your lip but it come undone, undone, undone

D
So they turned you out when you turned them in
C
They told you don't come back again
D
Now the years stack up like old beer cans
C
Dead end jobs, payment plans
D
Broke down trucks, welfare checks
C
Child support, back-seat sex
D
You'd kill yourself but you hocked your gun
C                               D       G       C  D    C  D
You built a noose but it come undone, undone, undone, undone

D
So you're livin' in a shack but you wanna be rich
C
And you would if it wasn't for that sonovabitch
D
The sonovabitch, the dirty old whore
C
The butcher, the baker, the grocery store
D
You hate them, they hate you
C
What in the world are you gonna do?
D
It ain't your fault but they need someone
C                               D       G       C  D    C  D
To blame it on when they come undone, undone, undone, undone

D
Now the storm's comin' in, the sky's turned black
C
It's too late now, you can't turn back
D
Lightnin' strikes on the telephone wire
C
You're drunk as a skunk, your shack's on fire
D
The wife took the baby and the other two kids
C
The dogs are a-howlin' and the chickens are dead
D
It's your last night out and you're gonna have fun
        C (play then mute)
They'll read it in the papers when you come
  D       G       C  D    C  D
undone, undone, undone, undone
  C  D    C  D   C D G C D
Undone, undone