Guitar Man

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Well, I woke to the rise, sun 
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going down
                        B
Stale taste of whiskey, fresh on my 
mouth
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Hot cup of coffee, smoke in my hand
Another day in the life of the 
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guitar man
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La de da


[Verse 2]
Well last night was a good night as 
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I reached in my jeans
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Crumpled up ones, a few tens in 
between
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And a red head named Annie, she's 
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still fast asleep
Made me make her a promise, she 
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knows I can't keep
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La de da


[Verse 3]
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Time to fire up that two tone 
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bucket of rust
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Throw my amp and my case in the back
 of my truck
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Breathing my freedom, with the 
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windows rolled down
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Forty-six miles till the next 
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nameless town
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La de da


[Verse 4]
Well, the place is still empty when 
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I walk in the door
                               B
Stench from the beer, spilling up 
through the floor
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Give an eye to sweet Lisa, she 
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mixes the drinks
Life's been hard on her, but she's 
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been good to me
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La de da


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[Verse 5]
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Off in the shadows, stands a 
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stool and a stage
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Where many souls before me were put 
on display
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I take one last breath, time to 
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pay some more dues
That won't add up to nothing but 
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tips and cheap booze


[Chorus]
Yeah, the fruits of my labor is when
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 the crowd sings along
                            B
Nothing short of a savior I go home 
alone
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I'm an empty, faceless spotlight 
       E
mike-stand
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I'll getcha high, I'll getcha low
        B      E   A E
I'm the guitar man


[Verse 6]
Well they'll ask for more love songs
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 and I'll play with a smile
                        B
To help them hold on or forget for a
 while
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They can fill up that jukebox with 
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a week's worth of pay
But it can't fill their happy and it
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 can't fill their pain


[Verse 7]
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No drums, no pianos, no sweet 
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harmonies
                            B
It's all in a song and it's all on 
me
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Won't find nothing fancy I'm a 
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tired one man band
                             B     
I'm the picking and grinning guitar
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 man


[Chorus]
Yeah, the fruits of my labor is when
     A           E
 the crowd sings along
                            B
Nothing short of a savior I go home 
alone
       E               A       
I'm an empty, faceless spotlight 
       E
mike-stand
E
I'll getcha high, I'll getcha low
        B      E   A E B E A E B E
I'm the guitar man


[Verse 8]
Well I had me a pretty baby, thought
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 she was the one
                              B
But she soon grew tired, this love 
on the run
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Said she felt second, told me I 
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had to choose
                          B        
She's back in Georgia and I'm there
      E   A E
 with you


[Verse 9]
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The end of the night, we'll all be 
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best friends
                           B
Then strangers till I roll through 
town again
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I'll yell out hey Lisa something 
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cold in a can
                         B      E
One for the road for the guitar man


[Chorus]
Yeah, the fruits of my labor is when
     A           E
 the crowd sings along
                            B
Nothing short of a savior, still I 
go home alone
       E               A       
I'm an empty, faceless spotlight 
       E
mike-stand
E
I'll getcha high, I'll getcha low
        B      E
I'm the guitar man
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I'll play em fast, I'll play em 
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slow, I'm the guitar... man
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