Cowboy Junkies - Simon Keeper

      
 
 INTRO: Dm
 
 Dm                                                     
 Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross.
          Am         Bb            Dm   
 Irony oh irony upon me it's never lost.
 
 Dm                                               
 Gather 'round now people, I'm here to tell a tale
                                 Am                        
 About a man who walks among you, a man you each know well.
    Dm                                                     
 My name is Simon Keeper I had a wife and three grown kids,
                     Am                        Bb                     Dm    
 A job in the towers cooking the books for the shills that grease the skids.
 
 CHORUS:
 Dm                        Am                  
 Irony oh irony, you are a bitter fruit to eat.
 Bb                   C           Dm                      
 Stripped of all your beauty your flesh is none too sweet.
 
 VERSE:
 
 Dm                                                      
 Now I ain't the most honest man that ever worked a skim.
                                            Am                       
 I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar and brother that was it.
 Dm                                             
 Fifty-four and a big black mark upon my resume,
                     Am                  Bb                        Dm  
 I found selling off what you don't own might earn you the time of day.
 
 Dm                                       
 Next it was a letter from my darling one,
 "what's yours is mine, what's mine is mine",
 Am                         
 Sealed with a hug and kiss.
 Dm                                              
 One by one my children closed their lives to me.
                   Am           
 Lesson learned on Daddy's knee,
          Bb             Dm    
 "give no quarter to the weak".
 
 CHORUS:
 
 Dm                          Am                  
 Irony oh irony, you are the polar seed of truth,
     Bb            C               Dm                 
 You grow upon the open plain the faithful you uproot.
 
 VERSE:
 
 Dm                                              
 Kicked around 'bout a year living hand to mouth,
                                   Am                       
 Then one day tryin' to bum a light I felt my will give out.
 Dm                                                              
 Sat right down on the corner, started prayin' a little too loud.
                  Am        
 Left my troubles far behind
        Bb                             Dm   
 When I saw them emptying their pockets out.
 
 CHORUS:
 
 Dm                        Am                         
 Irony oh irony, you are a treacherous son of a bitch,
 Bb                C              Dm                         
 Pretending not to care about the heights you'll never reach.
 
 VERSE:
 
 Dm                                                        
 Now I won't start in preaching 'bout reaping what you sow,
                                         Am                      
 This is the story of a half-hearted man, half honest as they go.
 Dm                                                             
 But sit on down and rest a spell I've got another tale to tell.
                             Am                          Bb               Dm  
 About a lost young man in a far away land whose life is just too easy to sell
 
 CHORUS:
 
 Dm                            Am                       
 Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross.
 Bb       C          Dm                  
 Irony oh irony upon me it is never lost.
 
 Dm                                                     
 Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross.
          Am         Bb   C             Dm   
 Irony oh irony upon me......it's never lost.