| Cool, cool, bitter and cold | Ebm | |
| The heart is metal and the times are bold | ||
| The Ku Klux cross is tall and old | ||
| I went to see it | Db | |
| I went to see it | Ebm |
| A fire in the hearth to warm your hide | Ebm | |
| Winter keeps everyone inside | ||
| Mardi Grass' just a carpet ride | ||
| But everyone's dirty by Ash Wednesday | Db | |
| Everyone's dirty by Ash Wednesday | Fm |
| And I hear you hear | Ebm Db | |
| And I hear you hear | Ebm | |
| And I hear you hear | Db | |
| And I hear you hear | Bb7+dim2 |
| You come into this graveyard town | Ebm | |
| Let your good times lay you down | ||
| You look around and scratch and cough | ||
| For some old bones | Db |
| Red white blue leaves on the trees | Ebm | |
| Betsy Ross and the devil make three | ||
| So light a match, and hold a stone | ||
| Until they call you | Db | |
| Until they call you | Fm |
| instrumental | Ebm |
| Burn your crops with a fire inside | Ebm | |
| Call your mother on the phone and lie | ||
| Sun-drenched, talk about it everyday | ||
| Blessed with a miracle | Db |
| The kids were throwin' stones at a bird on the street | Ebm | |
| The birds are just tryin' to make ends meet | ||
| So to make ends meet I threw a stone | ||
| And kids fell fallin' | Db | |
| And kids fell fallin' | Fm |
| And I hear you hear | Ebm Db | |
| And I hear you hear | Ebm | |
| And I hear you hear | Db | |
| And I hear you hear | Ebm | |
| And I hear you hear | Gb | |
| And I hear you hear | Db | |
| And I hear you hear | Ebm | |
| And I hear you hear | Db Bb7+dim2 |