Blame It On Cain

Once upon a time, I had a little money. Government burglars took it long before I could mail it to you. Still, you are the only one. Now I can't let it slip away. So if the man with the ticker tape, he tries to take it, well this is what I'm gonna say. Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but we need somebody to burn. Well if I was a saint with a silver cup and the money got low we could always heat it up or trade it in. But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse. And then you can run down the wave band, coast to coast, hand in hand. Bad to worse, curse for curse, don't be dissatisfied. So you're not satisfied. (Chorus) I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town I think I'm going insane from talking to myself for so long. Oh but I've never been accused. When they step up on your face, you wear that good look grin. I gotta break out one weekend if I do somebody in. But every single time I feel a little stronger, they tell me it's a crime. Well how much longer? (Chorus) Blame it on Cain. Please don't blame it on me. It's nobody's fault, but it just seems to be his turn.

Written by: Elvis Costello Please fill in the remaining musicians and producer. Personnel: Elvis Costello Appears on: My Aim Is True, 1977 My Aim Is True, Ryko/Demon, 1993 My Aim Is True, Rhino, 2001 Collections: Singles, Vol. 1, 2003 Recorded by: Alice Wonders, on Mod Tea Diary 2002 The Boondogs, on Roots Pop For Now People EP 2001 Paper or Plastic, on Come Again 2003 Bootlegs: Angry Young Sod 1977

Blame It On Cain

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Once upon a time, I had a little money.

Government burglars took it long before I could mail it to you.
                 C7
Still you are the only one.
                             G
Now, I can't let it slip away.
          D
So if the man with the ticker tape, he tries to take it,
D7                            G
Well, this is what I'm gonna say:

            Em7                     G
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it on me.
               C              D         C                G
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but we need somebody to burn.


Well, if I was a saint with a silver cup
And the money got low, we could always heat it up or trade it in.
But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse.
And then you can run down the wave band, coast to coast, hand in hand.
D7                                                C
Bad to worse, curse for curse, don't be disatisfied.
           D           G
So, you're not satisfied.
           Em7                      G
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it on me.
               C              D
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault,
       C                   G
But we need somebody to burn.


I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town.
I think I'm goin' insane from talking to myself for so long.
Oh, but I never been accused.
When they step upon your face, you wear that good luck grin.
         D7
I gotta break out one weekend if I do somebody in.

But ev'ry single time I feel a little stronger,
     C                           D
They tell me it's a crime.  Well how much longer?
           Em7                        G
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it on me.
               C              D
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault,
       C                   G
But we need somebody to burn.
            Em7                       G
Blame it on Cain.  Don't blame it on me.
               C              D
Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault.
       C                    G
But it just seems to be his turn.