Robbie Fulks

Ill Trade You Money For Wine

Robbie Fulks


Tom: Em

Em Am Em Am Em Am G D Em

[Verse]
Em                     Am
Corn in the crib won’t turn your dollar green
Em                     Am
A dollar won’t get you high
Em                  Am
Some days a drop is all a body needs
G             D             Em
Some days the bottle drains dry

[Chorus]
Em                      Am
Pockets of change don’t drive my worry down
Em                     Am
Diamonds don’t make me shine
Em                      Am
It’s a short life and a long time underground
G              D         Em
I’ll trade you money for wine

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
Em                         Am
I’ve seen this town from a long black Lincoln, boys
Em                   Am
Back when copper was king
Em                       Am
Ten years I stood on the same street corner, boys
G       D          Em
I never want for a thing

[Chorus]
Em                      Am
Pockets of change don’t drive my worry down
Em                     Am
Diamonds don’t make me shine
Em                      Am
It’s a short life and a long time underground
G              D         Em
I’ll trade you money for wine

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
Em                        Am
Wild were the nights when I was rolling, boys
Em               Am
No hunger unsatisfied
Em                    Am
Feared was my name in Elko County, boys
G             D       Em
Now they just walk on by

Em                      Am
The banker, he spares a quarter for my cup
Em                        Am
His trouble’s deeper than mine
Em                      Am
That way of life, boys, there ain’t gold enough
G              D         Em
I’ll trade you money for wine

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
Em                   Am
See how the rain washes the sulfur dust
Em                   Am
Off to the wide blue sea
Em                       Am
Freed from the rock, the copper flies to where
G        D        Em
No miner ever may see

Em                     Am
Shallow your cares, in vain your industry
Em                    Am
So says the wide blue sea
Em               Am
I never burdened God on your account
G                D          Em
Don’t waste your prayers on me

[Interlude]
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[Verse]
Em                 Am
I’ve seen a man of wealth and family
Em                          Am
Scrimp till his hair’s gone grey
Em                      Am
Laid in the ground just like I’m gonna be
G             D          Em
He might have drunk it away

[Chorus]
Em                      Am
Pockets of change don’t drive my worry down
Em                     Am
Diamonds don’t make me shine
Em                      Am
It’s a short life and a long time underground
G              D         Em
I’ll trade you money for wine