Shaking Hands, by John Gracey
Verse 1
C/G F/C C/G C/G
I was born in the desert I was raised in the lion’s den
F/C F/C C/G C/G
Was born in the desert I was raised in the lion’s den
G/D F/C C/G
I’d go straight but there’s a price on my skin
Verse 2
Well I grew up the son of a preachin man
I grew up the son of a Sunday preachin man
He don’t say much now he’s a sinnin man
Pre-Chorus 1
Am/E G C
I guess it’s nice to be lost
Yes it’s good to be gone
You…You’re so far away
And I hope we stay that way
Chorus 1
Fmaj7 C
Cuz I don’t wanna be
Makin bargain pleas
Chargin hidden fees
G C
Shakin hands with greed
Verse 3
I had payin work and a company car
I had payin work and a company car
All that’s left is this out of tune guitar
Verse 4
The harder that you kick me the more I won’t give up
The harder that you kick me the more I won’t give up
All that violence don’t make you tough (just makes me tough)
Pre-Chorus 2
I guess it’s easy to fall off
And it feels so good to be bought
And your eyes light up when you lie
And I know you laugh when we cry
Chorus 2
Cuz I don’t wanna be
Playin make believe
Followin your lead
Shakin hands with greed
Verse 5
There aint nothing worse than a half-good man
Better be afraid of a half-good man
When push comes to shove he won’t take a stand
Verse 6
Gather up my things and I’m movin on
Gather up my things I’ll be movin on
Lord knows this journey is dark and long
Pre-Chorus 3
I guess it’s a blast at the top
And you think the party never stops
There’s nothing, nothing left to hide
There's nowhere, nowhere left inside
Chorus 3
Cuz I don’t wanna be
Sellin out for cheap
Makin numbers bleed
Shakin hands with greed
C/G F/C C/G C/G
I was born in the desert I was raised in the lion’s den
F/C F/C C/G C/G
Was born in the desert I was raised in the lion’s den
G/D F/C C/G
I’d go straight but there’s a price on my skin
Verse 2
Well I grew up the son of a preachin man
I grew up the son of a Sunday preachin man
He don’t say much now he’s a sinnin man
Pre-Chorus 1
Am/E G C
I guess it’s nice to be lost
Yes it’s good to be gone
You…You’re so far away
And I hope we stay that way
Chorus 1
Fmaj7 C
Cuz I don’t wanna be
Makin bargain pleas
Chargin hidden fees
G C
Shakin hands with greed
Verse 3
I had payin work and a company car
I had payin work and a company car
All that’s left is this out of tune guitar
Verse 4
The harder that you kick me the more I won’t give up
The harder that you kick me the more I won’t give up
All that violence don’t make you tough (just makes me tough)
Pre-Chorus 2
I guess it’s easy to fall off
And it feels so good to be bought
And your eyes light up when you lie
And I know you laugh when we cry
Chorus 2
Cuz I don’t wanna be
Playin make believe
Followin your lead
Shakin hands with greed
Verse 5
There aint nothing worse than a half-good man
Better be afraid of a half-good man
When push comes to shove he won’t take a stand
Verse 6
Gather up my things and I’m movin on
Gather up my things I’ll be movin on
Lord knows this journey is dark and long
Pre-Chorus 3
I guess it’s a blast at the top
And you think the party never stops
There’s nothing, nothing left to hide
There's nowhere, nowhere left inside
Chorus 3
Cuz I don’t wanna be
Sellin out for cheap
Makin numbers bleed
Shakin hands with greed