Am7 She likes a man with a broken noseAm7 Lucky for me, I supposeAm7 Shots coming in like the monthly billsAm7 Soon they’ll be saying I’m over the hillAm7 Well the bell goes clang and you’re on your ownAm7 You take your medicine and go homeAm7 You take it like a man, on the chinAm7 And you don’t make a fuss when the towel comes inC Am7 Now let me go home, got to lay in iceF Am7 And I don’t want to hear no more adviceC Just give me my clothesAm7 Get me out of this placeG Am7 F C How many more stitches in my face?Am7 Those broken bones, you pick ‘em up and carry ‘emAm7 Broken bones, you carry ‘em homeAm7 Broken bones, you pick ‘em up and carry ‘emAm7 Broken bones, you carry ‘em home | Am7 | x8Am7 He had the punch lines, I was the jokeAm7 Every shot felt like something brokeAm7 It was all much more than a man should standAm7 And I finally went down to a big right handC Am7 Now let me go home, got to lay in iceF Am7 And I don’t want to hear no more adviceC Just give me my clothesAm7 Get me out of this placeG Am7 F C How many more stitches in my face?Am7 Those broken bones, you pick ‘em up and carry ‘emAm7 Broken bones, you carry ‘em homeAm7 Broken bones, you pick ‘em up and carry ‘emAm7 Broken bones, you carry ‘em homeAm7 Broken bones, you pick ‘em up and carry ‘emAm7 Broken bones, you carry ‘em homeAm7 Broken bones, you pick ‘em up and carry ‘emAm7 Broken bones, you carry ‘em home
Broken Bones
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