Bachman-Turner Overdrive – Gimme Your Money Please (Guitar)

      E                   B
I was walking on down the alley

       E                B
When a face I've never seen

       E                      B
Came forth from deep in the darkness

        A          E       B
And his mouth came on real mean

B     E                       B
And I saw that he'd been liquored

          A                              E                   B
And he staggered up to -- you know -- he staggered up to his feet

         E                      B
And he said, "Boy, you'd better move real slow

    A          E     B
And gimme your money please."

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

B           A
Wasn't that strange

            E          B
Wasn't that strange indeed

            A
Wasn't that strange

            E          B
Wasn't that strange indeed

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

          A          E     B        N.C.
He said, "Gimme your money please."

      E                      B
Being born and raised in New York

            E                  B
There ain't nothing you won't see

           E                          B
'Cause the streets are filled with bad goings-on

        A              E        B
And you know that's no place to be

       E                        B
But my car broke down in the evening

                 A
You know it just stopped stone cold

E                           B
Stopped stone cold in the street

      E                    B
And a dirty mean man with shot glass eyes

          A          E      B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

          A          E      B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

B           A
Wasn't that strange

              E       B
Wasn't that strange indeed

             A
Wasn't that strange

              E       B
Wasn't that strange indeed

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

      E                      B
Being born and raised in New York

            E                  B
There ain't nothing you won't see

           E                          B
'Cause the streets are filled with bad goings-on

        A              E        B
And you know that's no place to be

       E                        B
But my car broke down in the evening

                 A
You know it just stopped stone cold

E                           B
Stopped stone cold in the street

      E                    B
And a dirty mean man with shot glass eyes

          A          E      B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

          A          E      B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

B           A
Wasn't that strange

              E       B
Wasn't that strange indeed

             A
Wasn't that strange

              E       B
Wasn't that strange indeed

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

          A          E     B
He said, "Gimme your money please."

B
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