Chords for HANK 3 "I'll Never Get Out Of This World Alive"

Alright, let's do a paying respects to Mr.
Hiram Hick Williams Sr.
The very last song he ever wrote in his life.
Let's go.
Out of this cruel world
And _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ it's getting kind of mad
I like your love, but it's [Ab] all going [Bb] bad
Oh, man, I wish your voice cried
_ I'll never get out of this [Eb] cruel world
My people broke the Greek discord of sand
My woman ran away with another [Bb] man
Oh, [Bb] my love, I was thrown in strife
I'll never [Fm] get out of [Eb] this world _ _ _ _ _
Well, _ my distant _ [Ab] _
heart's awake
[Eb] Let me quiet my tears
[Ab] Until _ _ the pale old light
[A] _ [Bb] That one morning I was only half
[Eb] I thought the weary wrinkles in my brow
But nothing came upon me or I know how
[Bb] But now that I was thrown in strife
_ _ I'll never get out of this world
[Eb] _ The _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ kind _
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_ _ [Abm] of shabby shoes I'm wearing [Eb]
all the time
Is full of [Ebm] holes and nails
[Bbm] _ [Ab] And my mother ain't no stepdaunt no more
_ _ [Bb] It's like a tape that was head or tails
[Eb] On my heart, the weary wrinkles in my brow
But nothing came upon me or I know [Bb] how
[Bb] Oh, my love, I was thrown in strife
_ _ I'll never get out of this world
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