Old Grey Rock chords by Connor Gross

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Intro 1

Verse 1
G 
You never know what to believe,
you sit and guess yourself
Staring up at the clock for a pick -me -up
and it drags you back to hell
C 
Cause three hands ticking at every talk,
it's hard to take control
G 
Time becomes your state of mind
You dig a deeper hole
The winter wind is blowing
You feel the chilly air
Rushing home for dinner
Something easy to prepare
C 
A squeezing tool
A streetcar built in 1892
G 
That squealing bus
Hits your stock
You're cold and mean and weak
D 
C 
Time is a tugging
G 
D 
It stretches the load
C 
G 
down to your knee
D 
Once you stop breathing,
C 
G 
then you turn into stone
D 
And you're an old grey rock
C 
G 
on a dead end road
10 -47, you're topping up your glass
Swiping through 1 ,000 girls,
fishing for a match
C 
Lucky you she is 22
and your baby is your niece
G 
Yeah, the week ahead, how was your day?
And then you're pouring tea
D 
Cause when time is tugging
C 
G 
on the right hand sleeve
D 
C 
G 
It straps the load down to your knees
D 
And once you stop breathing,
C 
G 
then you turn into stone
D 
And you're an old, grey rock
C 
G 
D 
C 
G 
on a dead -end road
D 
C 
G 
D 
C 
G 
D 
C 
D 
Because when time is a -duggin'
C 
G 
on the right -hand sleeve
D 
C 
G 
It drags the load down to your knees
D 
It wants you to stop breathing
C 
when you turn into stone
G 
D 
And you're an old grey rock
C 
on a dead end road
D 
You're an old green rock
C 
G 
on a dead end road
you