gin sling chords by Yves Klein Blue

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Intro 1

Verse 1
G 
Closer to death
Am 
Been many miles since we last met
D 
Em 
Still, it seems like I stood still
C 
G 
as time passed by
That year my pride did sting
Am 
'Cause for a young man,
it's a terrible thing
D 
Em 
To realise for the first time
C 
that his mother was right
G 

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Verse 2

Oh this old gin sling will

keep me satisfied

Ah yeah, the cold air won't blow

and I can close my eyes

Verse 3
C 
G 
Ah she came to me
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Am 
Her eyes full     of sorrow
and empty of sleep
D 
Em 
And asked how it seemed I'd been
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G 
C 
G 
doing alright (and I laughed)
C 
G 
It was a trick that she taught me
Am 
I drink so that I sleep
without having dreams
D 
Em 
And when I wake up in the morning,
C 
G 
C 
G 
oh it is all I can do to survive
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Oh

Verse 4
Am 
Em 
this old gin sling
C 
G 
keeps me satisfied
Am 
Em 
Though it hurts me more than I know
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G 
C 
G 
and takes away my mind
Em 
C 
Oh but the closer I get to home,
G 
D 
fills me with dread just to know
Em 
C 
I'll be alone with a
G 
bottle on the shelf

Verse 5

All right...

Interlude 1

Verse 6
D 
But I put it down,
Em 
C 
G 
C 
G 
just as soon as I realised
C 
Oh that the hard times,
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Em 
they don't get better
C 
When life goes in the shad
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Em 
ows of memories
D 
The dark times make it hard to remember
C 
G 
All the reasons the good times ended
C 
G 
Em 
We remain where others cannot dwell
C 
G 
It's not our place to fall
Em 
where they fell
Do you really think that makes
D 
anyone happy but yourself?
G 

Verse 7
Am 
Em 
Oh this old gin sling left
C 
G 
C 
G 
me high and dry
Am 
So I put it back on the shelf
Em 
C 
G 
for a little while
Em 
C 
Ah but I still pull it down
G 
every now and again
D 
Em 
Not to toast what's gone before,
C 
G 
but to all that remains, yeah
Em 
C 
Oh always lost in memory, never to forget
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D 
Laying low with those
Em 
C 
ghosts is my only regret