Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Pocketful of Keys Dm7 He has one that locks the office And there's one that starts the big fine car Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 That finds its way home Gm7 F6 He has two that fit the front-door locks and one that fits the mailbox Fmaj7 Gm7 But inside there's just a spider Am7 Bb A7 And he scuttles to the corner with his mysteries Bbmaj7 Am7 Gm7 G Cause he's frightened by the jangle of his pocketful of keys
He has one that fits the cashbox And one unlocks the liquor bar And it finds its way down He has one that fits the study door and one unlocks the desk drawer And he touches all his letters and He sorts them all according to his memories To the icy clank and tinkle of his pocketful of keys Ebmaj7 Dm7 There's a padlock on the garden gate Ebmaj7 Dm7 There's a padlock on the hunting lodge Ebmaj7 Dm7 Ebmaj7 There's a padlock on the his-and-her garage Bb F Gm Ebmaj7 Bb Ab C7 Amen, he was a somber man not inclined to telling her his mind And there's one that locks the pain up And one that keeps the hot tears in But they find their way out He has one that locks the best gin up and one that keeps his chin up And in shaky situations he Has learned a way by which he even locks his knees And he holds himself together with his pocketful of keys Bbmaj7 Am7 Dm7 G Yes, he holds himself together with his keys