F C F There is a spring, not far from here C F The water runs both sweet and clear Dm Bb Both sweet and clear, and cold: C Could crack your bones Bb F With veins of gold C F I stood, a-wagging, at the tap; C F Just a-waiting on the lagging, rising sap Bb G I held the cold tin ladle to my lip C At the Shrine of the Thousand Arms Bb F I lowered my eyes to sip [Chorus] G Cm G Cm What a beautiful day to catch my drift Bb Ab Bb Eb Or be caught up in it Ab G F You want your love, Love? Bb G Come and get your love; C I only took it back Bb F Because I thought you didn't [Verse] C How my ears did ring F At the municipal pound C From that old hangdog F To which I was bound: Dm Curled 'round the bottom rung Bb Doesn't anybody want you? C Well, come on, darlin Bb F I could use someone like you around C F I am not like you, I ain't from this place C And I do reserve the right F To repeat all my same mistakes Dm And, in the night, like you Bb I certainly bite and chew C What I can find Bb F And never seem to lose the taste [Chorus] G Cm G Cm What a horrible face I feel me make Bb Ab Bb Eb For Pete's sake Ab G F What you have told me, I cannot erase! C (Though I keep on saying Bb F And I do believe, it is not too late) [Bridge] Am Eb F Cm All day, you're hassling me with trifles: Am Eb F Cm Bb Black nose of the dog, as cold as a rifle A G Indicating, with a nudge F Eb Bb G God, No God. God, No God A G Sweet, appraising eye of the dog F Eb Blink once if god Bb G Twice if no god Cm G Cm My mama may be ashamed of me Bb Ab Bb Eb With all of my finery: Ab Carrying on G F Whooping it up till the early morn C Lost and lorn Bb F Among the madding revelry! C Sure, I can pass F Honey, I can pass C F Particularly when I start to tip my glass Dm I'll be a sport Bb And have a go at that old song Singing unabashed, about C 'Them city girls Bb With their ribbon bows F And their fancy sash...' [Outro] Dm But, though I get so sad (could swear the night Bb Makes a motion to claim me C Around that second verse) Bb I reckon I've felt worse F And still held fast C But, later on, when I am alone F Alone at last C Well I take my god to task F I take my god to task