G F C G Stake my future on a hell of a past G F C G Looks like tomorrow is a coming on fast G F C G Ain't complaining about what I got G F C G Seen better times but who has not. Silvio silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio I gotta go Find out something only dead men know. Honest as the next jade rolling that stone When I come and knockin' don't throw me no bone I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home If you don't like it you can leave me alone. I can snap my fingers and require the rain From a clear blue sky and turn it off again I can stroke your body and relieve your pain And charm the whistle off an evening train. Silvio silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio I gotta go Find out something only dead men know Give what I got until I got no more I take what I get until I even the score You know I love you and further more When it is time to go you got an open door. I can tell your fancy I can tell your plain You give something up for ev'rything you gain Since ev'ry pleasure's got an edge of pain Pay for your ticket and don't complain. One of these days and it won't be long Going down the valley and sing my song I will sing it loud and sing it strong Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong. Silvio silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio I gotta go Find out something only dead men know. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC F G |