Tom: Bm
There's a walk down that goes something like this (the 5 on the A-string can also be a 0 on the D-string):
F#m Bm
E|--2------------------------2--------|
B|--2------------------------3--------|
G|--2------------------------4--------|
D|--4--------4--2------------4--------|
A|--4---------------5--4--2--2--------|
E|--2---------------------------------|
Finally, the Bm at the beginning of the chorus and the F# near the end of the chorus (both right before the
N.C.) are played as an abrupt, quickly muffled strum or "chop."
[Intro]
Bm Em G F#m (x4)
[Verse 1]
Bm Em G F#m
Looks like you've got it all figured out
Bm Em G F#m
You got all them fancy things, and that big old trophy house
Bm Em G F#m
All all you ever really wanted was a little bit more
Bm Em G F#m
And then more turned into more turned into more
[Chorus]
Bm N.C. G F#m
There ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of money
Bm Em G F#m
But it might do you some good if you went hungry now
Bm Em
See 'round here the greedy man ain't nothing but a fool
G F#m
And his money ain't nothing but a cemetary tool
Bm Em
'Round here, the greedy man, it just won't do
G F#m N.C. Bm
And 'round here, the greedy man is you
Em G F#m
Yeah, the greedy man is you
[Interlude]
** double time, 2 chords / bar **
Bm Em G F#m (x6)
** 4-time, 4 chords / bar **
Bm Em G F#m (x2)
*** walk down ***
Bm Em G F#m (x4)
[Verse 2]
Bm Em G F#m
So let me let you in on a little secret. There ain't nothing you own worth keeping
Bm Em G F#m
Rat racing for a bunch of fools, goin' on the way down there, you done sold your soul,
Bm Em G F#m
So just remember what goes around comes around, stepping on people just to come back down, but then
Bm Em G F#m
Pockets ain't deep as the grave you're in, but then pockets won't save you from the end my friend
[Chorus]
Bm N.C. G F#m
There ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of money
Bm Em G F#m
But it might do you some good if you went hungry now
Bm Em
See 'round here the greedy man ain't nothing but a fool
G F#m
And his money ain't nothing but a cemetary tool
Bm Em
'Round here, the greedy man, it just won't do
G F#m N.C.
And 'round here, the greedy man is you
