Tom Waits - Fall Of Troy Ukulele

   I know it's not exactly right, but it's simple and 
   leaves room to work out how to sing the really deep
   notes in the song. 
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                             FALL OF TROY
                            (Waits/Brennan)
     C       G      C     G

            C                                F
  It's the same with men as with horses and dogs
    C      G        C
  Nothing wants to die
    C                               F
  Ethel and james they killed in a game
        C            G
  With guns too big for their hands
   C                          F
  Just off Saint Charles, in no-man's land
              C                 G       C     F
  And you'll have to find your own way home, boys,
          C                 G       C
  You'll have to find your own way home

        C                                    F
  The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year old boy
        C        G            C
  Shot dead in march, in a robbery
        C                                   F
  His brothers started out, to hell and to ruin
           C                   G
  Troy's killers were never, caught they say
    C                       F
  Young Nick, he just went bad that day
             C                G       C     F
  Now he'll have to find his own way home, boy's,
         C                G       C
  He'll have to find his own way home

 G                 C                G                   C
  Why cook dinner,  why make my bed,  why come home, at all
   F                 C          Am
  Out the door and through the woods,
             C            Am     Em  G 
  There's a world where nothing grows

        C                                    F
  It's hard to say grace, and to sit in the place
               C     G       C    G
  Of someone missing at the table
         C                                      F
  Mom's hair sprayed tight and her face in her hands
     C               G
  Watching T.V. for answers to me
    C                    F
  After all she's only human 
              C                 G       C     F
  And she's trying to find her own way home, boy's
          C                 G       C
  She's trying to find her own way home

 C         G        C        F         C       G        Am
  My legs ache, my heart is sore, the well is full of pennies