IntroAmDmAmEmAmAmDmAmEmAmVerseAmEmDmEm
If my man asks 'bout what I'll do
AmEmAm
Now that he's turned me loose
AmEmAmEm
Tell him I've gone to meet all the girls
AmEmAm
And drink all that high shelf booze
AmDm
The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze
AmEmAm
You won't catch me dead with no blues
AmDm
The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze
AmEmAm
You won't catch me dead with no blues
AmEmAmEm
I always said I'd be his slave
Am
Before I would be his dog
AmEmAmEm
But it looks like he's got me rambling 'round
AmEmAm
And sleeping in a hollow log
AmDmA hollow log, a hollow log
AmEmAm
Sleeping in a hollow log
AmDmA hollow log, a hollow log
AmEmAm
Sleeping in a hollow log
[Solo]
AmEmAmEmAmAmEmAmEmAmEmAmDmGAmEmAmAmDmAmEmAmVerseAmEmAmEm
Well it's one man on Sunday, another on Monday
AmEmAm
Two on Tuesday afternoon
AmEmAmEm
Easy come, easy go
AmEmAm
You won't hear me sing no lonesome tune
BridgeAmDm
Easy come, easy go
AmEm
You won't hear me sing no lonesome tune
AmDm
Easy come, easy go
AmEm
You won't hear me sing no lonesome tune
VerseAmEmDmEm
If my man asks 'bout what I'll do
AmEmAm
Now that he's turned me loose
AmEmAmEm
Tell him I've gone to meet all the girls
AmEmAm
And drink all that high shelf booze
AmDm
The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze
AmEmAm
You won't catch me dead with no blues
AmDm
The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze
AmEmAm
You won't catch me dead with no blues
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.