Em              B7          Am                      C
Well the cold has a hard time finding me
Em            B7               Am            C
Unlike some folks I know
    Em            B7              Am                  C
Yeah all the men down in union square
    Em            B7           Am
Are worried about the snow

Am
When your pockets fill
C
With dollar bills
Am                            C
Your heart forgets to eat
         Em                        B7
Its a wicked thing
                   Em
It owns this street

[Chorus]

         Em                                                            Am   C   Am   C
Yeah fix your boots or take me home says quick monique the freak
         Em                                                           Am   C   Am   C
I need an easy dollar are you trick or are you treat
           Em
Well if she was six teeth younger and if i had half a mind
                                            B7                          Em
I’d carry her away from that wicked thing outside

[Verse 2]

         Em            B7          Am           C
Well i saw a carried bundle
        Em            B7          Am          C
that has fingers eyes and toes
      Em          B7                Am      C
As a father of deception
     Em          B7               Am
i have never raised a soul

        Am                          C                       Am                             C
It’s a purchase captured second hand and cherished more than gold
        Em                                                       B7                        Em
It’s a shelter from that wicked thing that wanders in the night

[Chorus]

         Em                                                              Am   C   Am   C
Yeah fix your boots or take me home says quick monique the freak
         Em                                                Am   C   Am   C
I need an easy dollar are you trick or are you treat
           Em
Well if she was six teeth younger and if i had half a mind
                                            B7                          Em
I’d carry her away from that wicked thing outside

      Am              C                       Am                      C
The water on the dirty streets has all but turned to ice
     Em                                                      B7                     E
To pave the road for wicked things that wander in the night