Blues Got A Skeleton Key

	  		Verse 
         G                 C 
You can lock all the doors; 
                   Am 
Close up the house; 
                        Em 
Pretend you're not home; 
                      Am 
Stay quiet as a mouse; 
                                         B7 
Shut all the shutters and turn out the lights; 
         Am                  Em 
But the blues got a skeleton key. 

Verse      
          G          
You can throw a wild party 
         C          Am 
For the usual crowd; 

Serve margaritas; 
           Em           Am 
Turn the volume up loud; 
                                       B7 
Burn the candle both ends night after night, 
         Am                   Em 
But the blues got a skeleton key. 

Chorus 
           C                  G    D 
Well, the blues don't go with my decor, 
      Am                    Em    B7 
But still the come creepin' in; 
                              Em  
And you can't help wond'rin' what's it all for 
        Am                      B7              Em 
When without any warnin', your heart hits the floor; 
Am                    D 
Bartender, pour me a gin. 

Verse 
         G 
You can call up the cops; 
C 
File a complaint; 
         Am 
Snort a kilo of charlie; 
Em 
Live like a saint; 
         Am                                         B7 
You can hide from your heart and pretend you don't see, 
         Am                  Em 
But the blues got a skeleton key. 

Chorus 
           C                     G     D 
Well, the blues don't need any reason 
         Am                        Em     B7 
Just to come up and hit you from behind; 
                                     Em 
They'll take you in each and ev'ry season; 
      Am        B7                Em 
Hold you hostage to each tawdry treason, 
Am                         D 
Bartender, pull down the blind. 

Verse 
         G                 C 
You can run like the wind, 
                      Am 
Or give up the chase; 
                            Em 
You can beg them for mercy, 
                            Am 
They'll laugh in your face; 
                                                    B7 
'Cause once you're their prisoner, you'll never be free; 
           Am                   Em 
Yeah, the blues got a skeleton key. 
           Am            B7    Am Em 
Yeah, the blues got a skeleton ke-y.