Three Angels

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Intro: | D | G | C G | C D | (2 times)

D            G                    C G   C   D
 Three angels setting a table for me tonight
D                  G                              C G   C   D
 They know my face, they set a place and it's for me tonight
       D                     G                      C                        G     C   D
Well, I can't disappoint 'em, I guess I'll join 'em, they've been waiting on me forever
D                       G                             C                       G             C   D
 And I've been down, on earth and in this town, and I swear there's got to be something better

| D | G | C G | C D | (2 times)

D         G              C                   G    C         D
 New suit, and a new tie; a real nice service for me when I die
D                     G                C                G    C         D
 New suit, cuff links and a new tie; a real nice service for me when I die

D                       E                  G                           C   D
 That's the thing about living, well, you get there, you're seldom forgiven
D                              E                    G      C   D
 And all your best friends are people that you just met
        D                                      E
You can take 'em or you leave 'em when they're sitting in this barroom
      G                              C      D          C      D          C      D     C  D
and I guess that beats the hell outta loneliness, sweet loneliness, sweet loneliness

| G C G | C D | C D | C D | G C G |
| E | G | A | A |

E                     G                 A
 They say you gave it, gave it all away, well, you got nothing, nothing left to trade
E                  G                    A
 I hear you saying, you gave it all away, you've got nothing, nothing left to trade

| E | G | A | A |

D               G                  C                G        C          D
 We're the type, we live and learn, scatter my ashes then you smash the urn
      D                 G                              C      G   C  D
Into a broken room with twenty-five doors that you can open
    D                          G                             C     G    C        D
And each time you open one the other twenty-four they're exploding, exploding

D                       E                  G                               C   D
 That's the thing about living, well, you get there, you take what you're given
D                          E                    G      C   D
 All your best friends are people that you just met
        D                                      E
You can take 'em or you leave 'em when they're sitting in this barroom
  G                              C      D          C      D          C      D          C  D
I guess that beats the hell outta loneliness, sweet loneliness, sweet loneliness, sweet

| G C G | C D | C D | C D | G C G |

D         G          C                   G    C         D
 New suit, a new tie; a real nice service for me when I die