Three Rusty Reivers

Transpose
Year: 2002
Album: The Sky’s Awful Blue

INTRO (x2)
Gm 
 
Dm 
VERSE 1
Gm 
Three rusty reivers in a flower  
Ebsus2 
van
Gm 
Search for their comrade, the ailing circus  
F 
man
F 
No sign of  
F7 
him since the  
Bb7sus4 
wild times fell  
Bb 
through
 
They  
Bb7sus4 
swap their old  
Bb 
tales now,  
Fm 
none of them  
Bb 
true
VERSE 2
Gm 
Up from the badlands to dusty rutted  
Ebsus2 
streets
 
Where  
Gm 
thin boys drink codeine and their ragged mothers  
F 
screech
 
They  
F 
heard he was  
F7 
sick and his  
Bb7sus4 
family 
 
 
Bb 
starved
 
They  
Bb7sus4 
mention his  
Bb 
name in the  
Cm7 
blood-spattered 
 
 
Ab7 
bars
 
They get  
Cm7 
hostile 
 
re
F#aug 
marks
 
But they  
Cm7 
cease to en
Ab7 
quire
 
When the  
Cm7 
van’s set on  
F#add9 
fire
VERSE 3
Gm 
Mouldy pink motel, the city’s empty  
Eb 
half
Gm 
Three pairs of old shoes tramp the mossy  
F 
path
 
Their  
F 
friend lies with  
F7 
in with his  
Bb7sus4 
bride aged fif
Bb 
teen
 
She  
Bb7sus4 
answers the  
Bb 
door and re
Fm 
lays what she’s  
Bb 
seen
VERSE 4
 
He  
Gm 
comes to them, stiff-necked, no smile upon his  
Ebsus2 
lips
 
Then  
Gm 
lowers his brow and says, “What the hell is  
F 
this?”
 
These  
F 
stretchy old  
F7 
faces, two  
Bb7sus4 
drunks and their  
Bb 
whore
 
Of  
Bb7sus4 
welcome round  
Bb 
here, well, the  
Cm7 
plague would find  
Ab7 
more
 
Then he  
Cm7 
slams shut the  
F# 
door
 
And a  
Cm7 
radio 
 
 
Ab7 
plays
 
From a  
Cm7 
truck far a
Dmaj7b5/F# 
way – “Rose Marie”
INTERLUDE
Ebmaj7b5/A 
Cm7 
 
Ab7 
VERSE 5/OUTRO
Am 
Three rusty reivers, a woman and two  
F13 
men
Am 
Once shared the same bed, you know how, way back  
G 
when
 
They  
G 
go back to their  
G7 
homes on the  
C7sus4 
groaning old  
C 
bus
 
The  
C7sus4 
sky’s awful  
C 
blue that one  
Gm 
night’s not dis
C 
cussed 
 
 
Am