Tom: F#m
INTRO: Am7 Gb Gbm
#1.
E A Gbm
Just taking a drink to the end of the bar, buddy.
E A E Gbm
Let her be..now, don't you be a fool.
E A D
I'd rather have a hot seat in Sing-Sing Prison
A Am Gbm E A
than to sit there by her on that stool.
CHORUS:
Bb Am Gbm E
buddy?
A E Gbm
T'ain't nothing to me.
#2.
Gbm A Gbm
Do you see that man at the end of the bar, buddy?
A Gbm
Now, you see that she belongs to him.
A D Dm
I can tell by the way he looks at you, buddy.
D A Gbm A
That he's sure a quick tempered, jealous man.
CHORUS:
Bb Am Gbm E
buddy?
A E Gbm E Gbm Gb
T'ain't nothing to me........(shots ring out.)
#3.
E A Gbm D
Now, there you are, stretched out on the floor, buddy.
A Gbm
Now, you see what you have made him do.
E A Am7 A D
They have come to take him off to jail, buddy.
A Gbm A
But tomorrow someone's gonna bury you.
OUTRO:
A E Gbm E A
Oh, well, that's life......or, as it was..t'weren't
Am7 A E Gbm E Gbm
nothing to me...............(Fade.)
