[Intro]
Dm C Am C Dm
[Verse 1]
Dm C Am
Early in the fall, back deep in the woods
C Dm
The first hint of frost is upon you
C Am
About a mile beyond a field's stone wall
C Dm
It's not hard to get lost if you want to
Dm C Am
Too far from the city to see the white lights
C Dm
I move in the shadows under cover of night
C Am
Too far from the highway to blow a flat tire
C Dm
So I stare at the ashes and fire
[Instrumental]
Dm C Am C Dm
[Verse 2]
Dm C Am
Well John St. Paul is a well-known man
C Dm
Of wealth in his skyscraper palace
C Am
He likes his old Cadillac prepped for long drives
C Dm
I don't like how he looks at my Alice
Dm C Am
I work his garage when a with wrench in my glove
C Dm
Bring the stench of his gasoline home to my love
C Am
She swears once again she has all she desires
C Dm
As I stare at the ashes and fire
[Instrumental]
Dm C Am C Dm
[Verse 3]
Dm C Am
One day late last week when I got to work
C Dm
The boss needs his Caddy all steady
C Am
I remembered his eyes all over my wife
C Dm
As I carefully got my tools ready
Dm C Am
What a terrible shame should he ever break down
C Dm
With me on his trail and so far from town
C Am
If his brakes were to fail, if he blew out a tire
C Dm
And I stared in the ashes and fire
[Instrumental]
Dm C Am C Dm
[Outro]
Dm C Am
Now John St. Paul is a well-known man
C Dm
Of wealth in his skyscraper palace
C Am
He likes his old Cadillac prepped for long drives
C Dm
I don't like how he looks at my Alice
C Dm
I don't like how he looks at my Alice
early in the fall back deep in the woods
the first hint of frost is upon you
about a mile from the field stone wall
it’s not hard to get lost if you want to
too far from the city to see the white lights
i move in the shadows under cover of night
too far from the highway to have a flat tire
so i stare at the ashes and fire
well john saint paul is a well+known man
of wealth in a skyscr+per palace
he likes his old cadillac prepped for long drives
i don’t like how he looks at my alice
i work his garage with a wrench and my glove
bring the stench of his gasoline home to my lovе
she swears once again shе has all she desires
as i stare in the ashes and fire
one day late last week when i got to work
the boss needs his caddy all steady
i remembered his eyes all over my wife
as i carefully got my tools ready
what a terrible shame, should he ever break down
with me on his trail, and so far from town
if his brakes were to fail, if he blew out a tire
and i stared in the ashes and fire
well john saint paul is a well+known man
of wealth in a skyscr+per palace
he likes his old cadillac prepped for long drives
i don’t like how he looks at my alice
i don’t like how he looks at my alice
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