Elvis Costello - Blame it on cain

^GOnce upon a time, I had a little money. Government burglars took it long before I could mail it to you. Still you are the ^C7only one. Now, I can't let it slip away.^G So if the m^Dan with the ticker tape, he tries to take it, ^D7Well, this is what I'm gonna s^Gay:

Blame it on C^Em7ain. Don't blame it on ^Gme. Oh, oh, oh, it's^C nobody's fault^D, but we n^Ceed somebody to b^Gurn.

^D7Better or worse, curse for curse, don't be disatisfied^C. So, you're n^Dot satisfied^G. Blame it on ^Em7Cain. Don't blame it on ^Gme. Oh, oh, oh, it's^C nobody's fault^D, But we n^Ceed somebody to burn^G.

I gotta br^D7eak out one weekend if I do somebody in. But ev'ry single time I feel a little stronger, They t^Cell me it's a crime. Well h^Dow much longer' Blame it on ^Em7Cain. Don't blame it on me^G. Oh, oh, oh, it's^C nobody's fault^D, But we n^Ceed somebody to burn^G. Blame it on C^Em7ain. Don't blame it on me^G. Oh, oh, oh, it's^C nobody's fault^D. But it j^Cust seems to be his t^Gurn.

^CNow ^Geverybody's breakin' up some^Cbody else's home,^G before somebody else starts ^Cbreaking up their own.^G I get you ^Cin my d^Greams. You should hear the ^Cthings you ^Gsay. It's not that it's ^Cso much ^Gfun, but it's ^Am7safer that ^Gway^F. ^{F# G}Sneaky feeling,^C sneaky ^Gfeelings, you can't let those kind of feeling ^Am7show. I'd like to ^Gget right through the way I^C feel for ^Gyou, but I've ^Am7still got a long way to go. ^{G Em7} Why ^Cdon't we ^Gcall it a day, and we can ^Cboth confess.^G You can force me to use a little t^Cenderness.^{G C}White ^Glies, ^Cali^Gbis, ^Canything but say that it's true.^G Now ^Cwe could sit like ^Glovers, staring ^Cin each other's eyes,^G but the ^Am7magic of the moment might be^Dcome too much for you. ^{G G} Sneaky feelings, ^Csneaky ^Gfeelings, you can't let those kind of feeling ^Am7show. I'd like to ^Gget right through the way I ^C feel for ^Gyou, But I ^Am7still got a long way to go,^G Oh I ^Am7still got a long way to go ^G. .