Played Out

SONG:   PLAYED OUT
ARTIST: STURGILL SIMPSON

                               PLAYED OUT
                            STURGILL SIMPSON

INTRO:
   A     D         A     D
E ---------------|---------------|
B ---------------|---------------|
G ---------------|---------------|
D -----0-4-4-2-0-|-----0-4-4-2-0-|
A -0-2-----------|-0-2-----------|
E ---------------|---------------|

VERSE:
              D                    A
Trail's gone cold, here comes the rain
                 D          A                  D
Been chewin' on willow bark   to hold back the pain

                      D                 G
Puttin' juice in the wound, lettin' it drain
             D        A                      D
Holes in my buckskins, still wet with bloodstains

PRE-CHORUS:
                  G                 D
Been pushin' too hard, and goin' insane
                      D     A            D
Lord, don't let this journey  be all in vain

CHORUS:
            G                           D
'Cause I'm played out, down to my last draw
             D                      A
This bitin' feelin' is startin' to gnaw
          D       G                D
It's the saddest picture you ever saw
                D     A                  D  D  D
Played out and ridin', rough ragged and raw

INSTRUMENTAL:
D  G  G  A  A  D  D  D

VERSE:
                   D                              A
Stayin' up on the ridge, tryin' to keep the high ground
             D    A                    D
Shoulder is throbbin' and I'm wearin' down

     D              G                            D
Shamrock's head is bobbin' and I don't hear the hound
                     D     A               D
After five days and nights  followin' the sound

PRE-CHORUS:
               G                        D
Sam done went silent, is nowhere to be found
            D      A                    D
Oh wait, I see him, lyin' there in the ground

CHORUS:
         G                                  D
Oh he's played out, thorns stuck and blood raw
                   D                              A
Torn plumb all to pieces, he's done worn off his paw
 D            G                          D
Then old Sam let out his last dyin' bay call
                D     A                 D
So I dug him a grave,   and covered it all