The Messenger

(live version)

     G                 D
I am wearing old boots with high cuban heels
    Cadd9                      G             D
Our souls they are worn and we stand here by grace
   G                D
My trousers are torn and my jacket is borrowed
     Cadd9              G                  D
I am wearing my time behind the eyes in my face

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C                    G
I am not looking for loose diamonds
   C                 G                    D
Or pretty girls with crosses around their necks
G                D                        C
I don't want for roses or water, I am not looking for God
         D           G
I am not looking for sex
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I've worn out my welcome in certain small circles
In Spanish bordellos and confederate states
But there is an angel in leathers and kindness
Who whispers my name beyond heaven's gate

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Bridge:
Em                         D
All the true believers are out on the road tonite
   C                        G                 D
No matter what happens, you know they'll be okay
           Em                            D
And to the rock and roll gypsies may the last song you sing
   C                                         D
Be by Townes Van Zandt and down in old Santa Fe

Now I have a mission and a small code of honor
To stand and deliver by whatever measures
And the message I cgive is from this old poet Rilke
He said "Our fears are like dragons guarding our most precious treasures?

Chorus