DAMNED IF I DO 121411 - I PLAY C

Saw a black man on TV one night. His name was John Ferguson. This is his story. He’s not a songwriter.

DAMNED IF I DO - G
I got thrown in jail for killing a guy
Then I went crazy, waiting to die
So, now they can’t kill me
Because I’m not well
I’d like to get better
Yes I’d like to get better
But then I’d be fit
For a lethal injection
By the government
So, if I have to be crazy
I’m happy to live
It sure beats the alternative

CHORUS
I’m damned if I do Damned if I don’t
Damned ‘cause I did Now I don’t know,
no no… What to do about it

They sent me to a shrink
He said I’s doing better
Sat right down
Wrote me a letter
I got to thinking, perhaps
I’d do myself a favor
And have a relapse

CHORUS - How to fix it

                    C.             Cm            G

Sometimes I hang my head and cry
Bm C
I think about the mothers whose sons are lost
Am D
I think about the price. I think about the cost
G
So much is lost when things are stolen
C
Lives are ruined. Hearts are broken
D
What can you get? Ten cents on the dollar?
And the things that are lost
Can be things of real value
Like a box of love letters
Or the life of a pal
I’ve started down the wrong road
I hope you don’t follow Because -

CHORUS

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