How's It Gonna End? taby ukulele według Tom Waits

He had (Am)three whole (C)dollars, (Dm)a worn out car 
A (Am)wife who was (E)leaving for (Am)good 
Life's made of (C)trouble, (Dm)worry, pain and struggle 
She wrote goodbye in the (F)dust on the (E)hood 
They found a (Dm)map of Missouri, (Am)lipstick on a glass 
They (Dm)must have left in the (F)middle of the (E)night 
And (Dm)I..   (E) want to know the (Am)same thing 
Everyone wants to (Dm)know, how's it (E)going to (Am)end 

Behind the (Am)smoke colored (C)curtain the (Dm)girl disappeared 
They (Am)found out that the (E)ring was a (Am)fake 
A tree born (C)crooked (Dm)will never grow straight 
She sunk like a (F)hammer into the (E)lake 
(Dm)Long lost letter and an (Am)old leaky boat 
(Dm)Promises are (F/c)never meant to (E)keep 
And (Dm)I..   (E) want to know the (Am)same thing 
Everyone wants to (Dm)know, how's it (E)going to (Am)end 

The (Am)barn leaned (C)over, (Dm)the vultures dried their wings 
The (Am)moon climbed (E)up an empty (Am)sky 
The sun sank (C)down be(Dm)hind the tree on a hill 
There's a (F)killer and he's (Dm)coming through the (E)rye 
(Dm)But maybe he's the father (Am)of that lost little girl 
(Dm)It's hard to tell (F)in this (E)light 
And (Dm)I..   (E) want to know the (Am)same thing 
Everyone wants to (Dm)know, how's it (E)going to (Am)end 

(Dm)Tied your wagon and you plough over the bones of the dead 
Out among the roses and the (Am)weeds 
And you (Dm)can never go back and the answer is no 
And wishing for it (F)only makes it (E7)bleed 


(Am)Joe Tornabenny (C)was broken on the (Dm)wheel 
(Am)Shane and Bum (E)Mahoney on the (Am)lamb 
The grain was as (C)gold (Dm)as Sheila's hair 
 (F)All the way from (Dm)Liverpool with(E) all we could steal 
(Dm)He was robbed of twenty dollars (Am)his body found stripped 
(Dm)Cast into the (F)harbour there and (E)drowned 
And (Dm)I..   (E) want to know the (Am)same thing 
We all wanna (Dm)know how's it (E)going to (Am)end 

The (Am)sirens are (C)snaking their (Dm)way up the hill 
(Am)It's last call (E)somewhere in the (Am)world 
The reptiles (C)blend in with the (Dm)colour of the street
(F) Life is sweet at the (Dm)edge of a raz(E)or 
And (Dm)down in the first row of an old (Am)picture show 
(Dm)An old man is a(F)sleep the (E)credit starts to roll 
And (Dm)I... (E)want to know the (Am)same thing 
We all wanna know how's it going to end 
(Dm)I... (E)want to know the (Am)same thing 
We all wanna know how's it going to end 
And (Dm)I... (E)just wanna know the (Am)same thing 
I wanna know how's it going to end