Intro :
GmGm/FEbEb/D
Some days I think it's all a dream
CmFD/Gb
The things I've done, the places that I've been
GmGm/FEb
This life of mine seems surreal at times
CmD/GbGm
Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind
GmCm C7m/Bb
Could it be I'm not for real
I slap my face to check out how I feel
It's hostages to prove it's true
Who lives behind a mask was never proved.
FBbFBb
Come on Robert Johnson, though we're worlds apart
EbGmAD
You and I know what it's like with the devil in our heart
CmGm
You sold your soul at the crossroads
CmGm
Kept a little of mine on hand
Eb G7dim 5th/EDm/FGbm dim 5th
I'm wadin' out this muddy water
GmDm/AGm/BbGm/AGm
Been stranded in the wa---------steland
Rattlin' chains all around my bed
Ghosts can laugh but they're already dead
I'm not dyin' and I'm far from gone
The bluesman spent his candle, but his pain lives on
Outro: Ad lib Gm
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.