All On You

HoneyHoney “All On You” Not the way they do it, but I like to play this one with a capo. Easier to get bluesy with the fingers while singing. Make sure to work the , really makes a difference. Your junked-out, beat-up car Won't get you very far When it's raining this hard Hold hands and then you'll kiss They’re a tambourine you hit And it's shaking and breaking through the dark You miss near and you miss far You miss drinking at the bar And I won't be the last one making your life hard Turning up your sleeves You're turning like the leaves that keep changing outside Soft and so polite That quiet lullaby you keep singing and bringing through the night Got my hands around my flask And I keep watching you walk past Plays just like a record skipping tracks Put it all Put it all Put it all on you I wouldn’t lose my shirt if I did the work That I'm supposed to do It's all on you I'm a broken telephone Cause I can't say a damn thing when you come and go You come and go I'm all out of cards to play You don't want ‘em anyway So I won't push my luck to make you stay Cause I miss near and I miss far So I went drinking at the bar I won't be the last one taking this so hard Put it all Put it all Put it all on you I wouldn’t lose my shirt if I did the work That I'm supposed to do Put it all Put it all Put it all on you I wouldn’t lose my shirt if I did the work That I'm supposed to do That I'm supposed to do It's all on you