Tone: [G]
Verse 1 -spoken-
It was w[G]winter time in Nashville, down on m[C]music city row [G]
And I was lookin' for a place to get[D]get myself out of the cold
[C] To warm the fr[D]ozen feelin' that was[G] eatin' at my s[Em]oul
[C] And keep the chilly wind off my guitar[D]guitar
[G] My thirsty wanted whisky,[C]whisky, my hungry needed b[G]beans
[G] But it'd been of month of paydays since I've h[D]heard that eagle scream
[C] So with my stomach full of [D]empty[G]empty and a pocket full of dr[Em]dreams
[C] I left my pr[D]pride and stepped inside a b[G]bar
[Em] Actually I guess you could call it a Tavern
[C] Cigarette smoke to the c[Am]ceiling and sawdust on the floor[D]floor
Friendly shadows[G]shadows
I saw that there was just one old man[C]man sittin' at the bar [G]
And in the mirror I could see him checkin' me and[D]and my guitar
[C] He turned and said [D]"Come up here boy and[G]and show us what you are"[Em]are"
[C] I said "I'm dry" and he brought me a b[D]beer
[G] He nodded at my guitar and said [C]"It's a tough life, ain't it"[G]it"
I just looked at him, and he said "You a[D]ain't makin' any money, are ya?"
[C] I said "You've been readin' my m[D]mail".[G]ail". He just smiled and said
Let me s[Em]ee your guitar,[C] I've got something you want to hear.[G]
Then he laid it on me
Chorus
If you w[G]waste your time a talkin' to the p[C]people who don't listen
To the th[G]things that you are sayin', who do y[D]you think's gonna hear
And if y[G]you should die explaining how the th[C]things that they complain about
Are th[G]things they could be changin' who do y[D]you think's gonna care [G]
There were [D]other lonely singers in a w[C]world turned deaf and bl[G]blind
Who were crucified for what they tried to sh[D]show
And their v[G]oices have been scattered by the sw[C]irling winds of t[G]ime
Cause the truth remains that n[D]no one wants to kn[G]know
Verse 2 -spoken-
Well, the [G]old man was a stranger, but I'd he[C]heard his song before[G]before
Back when failure had me locked out on the wr[D]wrong side of the door
[C] When no one stood beh[D]ind me but my[G] shadow on the floo[Em]r
[C] And lonesome was more than a state of mind[D]mind
[G] You see, the devil haunts a hungry man [C] [G]
If you don't wanna join him you got to b[D]beat him
[C] I ain't sayin' I b[D]beat the devil[G]devil [Em] but I drank his beer for nothing
[C] [D] Then I stole his s[G]song
Chorus
And you st[G]still can hear me singin' to the p[C]people who don't listen
To the th[G]things that I am sayin' prayin' s[D]someone’s gonna hear
And I g[G]guess I'll die explaining how the th[C]things that they complain about
Are th[G]ings they could be changin' hopin' s[D]omeone’s gonna c[G]are
I was b[D]orn a lowly singer, and I'm b[C]ound to die the s[G]ame
But I've g[C]ot to feed the h[G]unger in my s[D]oul
And if I n[G]never have a nickel I won't [C]ever die ash[G]ashamed
Cause I don't believe that n[D]no one wants to kn[G]know
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