Tom: G
D
It all started when I kissed you
You smiled because you knew
C
There was something set in motion
G
Only currency could move
D
You led me to an empty bench inside a public park
C
You made me wait
You watched my watch
G
And watched the sky go dark
D
I looked around and got nervous
I heard a crying crow
C G
And a tiny circle rolled our way and settled in the snow
D
You pointed at that penny
And it pointed back at you
C G
And our great emancipator told yours truly what to do
[Chorus 1]
D
He said, "We've all got money
We've all got time
C
So, let's sell the house, sell the car
G
Sell the deed to a copper mine
D
Maybe the rock of ages is just another stone
C G
The tomb is empty, children: leave this livin’ world alone."
[Verse 2]
D
I grabbed your hand and hurried
Knew we didn't have much time
C G
We left the trail and ran like hell to make it out alive
D
We scurried under bushes like a field mouse from a snake
C G
I felt a tug upon my shirt sleeve from a beggar at the gate
D
He said, "Can you spare a nickle son, I'm down to my last two."
C
I said that I was done with change
G
So a dollar would have to do
D
But when first I touched my wallet
Then I realized my mistake
C G
Our great emancipator's big green head began to shake
[Chorus 2]
D
He said, "I'll see your penny and I’ll raise you ninety-nine
C G
Seems all your gods and prophets never reached the welfare line
D
Maybe the rock of ages is just another stone
C G
The tomb is empty, children: leave this livin’ world alone."
[Verse 3]
D
I tossed away that greenback and that beggar-man just laughed
C G
I hailed a speeding taxicab before it hurried past
D
He asked me, "Where to mister?"
Up to Sixth and Fifty-Third
C
I looked at you, you looked at me
G
And we didn't speak a word
D
There was silence in the city
As we passed under the moon
C G
And that taxi-man starting whistling some old antebellum tune
D
He turned around to face us 'neath the lights of Broadway
C
And that tall man in the tophat said
G
"There's something I've got to say:
[Chorus 3]
D
I don't want your money, just a minute of your time
C
You can sell your house, sell your kids
G
Sell your soul to the picket line
D
Maybe the rock of ages is just another stone
C G
The tomb is empty, children: leave this livin’ world alone."
