Gates

Welaware

Gates
w/m Nate Houge
(c) 2015 Lutefist

(Each line is 4 bars – song alternates between four bars of G and four bars of C)

G///G///G///G///
C///C///C///C///
G
Open up the gates, let the people in
Let the drinkers drink another pull of gin
let the dancers dance, let the sinners sin
Let the holy lift their hands, everybody’s in, We’re all in

G///G///G///G///
C///C///C///C///
G
I’m 4 shots into the night, I’m 3 sheets into the wind
I’m too Tired to start a fight, I’ve won too little to call it a win
I’ve a hundred more excuses, 99 that count
The 1 that’s left just don’t add up, but please done kick me out

Open up the gates, call me by my name
I’m drinkin’ till I learn to dance, I’m prayin till I learn to pray
Half the days I’m hopeless, the other half I wish I weren’t
Half the days I’m all on fire, the other half I’m getting burnt

(quiet down)
There’s a key beside the backdoor, hanging on a nail
We long forgot the lock it fits, perhaps that’s just as well
There’s a gate beyond the backyard, rusted off the hinge
Crashes, It crashes, It all falls down, now everybody’s in so

Open up the gates, let the people in
Let the drinkers drink another pull of gin
let the dancers dance, let the sinners sin
Let the holy lift their hands, everybody’s in, We’re all in