Don Henley – If Dirt Were Dollars (Guitar)

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[Intro] | Em | Em | Em | Em | | Em | Em | | Em | A G | Em | A G | | Em | A G | Em | A G | [Verse 1]
Em
Walkin' like a millionaire

A              G
Smilin' like a king

   Em                                   A     G
He leaned his shopping cart against the wall

            Em
He said, "I been a lot of places

      A             G
And I seen a lot of things

     Em                                     A    G
But, sonny, I seen one thing that beats 'em all
[Pre-Chorus]
      Em
I was flyin' back from Lubbock

      A                  D
I saw Jesus on the plane

   Em
or maybe it was Elvis

               A                     Bm
You know, they kinda look the same

Em                              A
  Hey, look out, Junior, you're steppin' on my bed"

  D    Em
I said, "I don't see nothin"

        A
He just glared at me and said
[Chorus]
   Em        A
If dirt were dollars

   Em        A
If dirt were dollars

   Em        A
If dirt were dollars

           G        Em    A  G
I wouldn't worry anymore
[Verse 2]
Em
Lookin' like a beauty queen

A          G
Loyal as a wife

    Em                               A       G
She raised her little voice and testified

Em
 "I am a good girl

     A            G
I've been one all my life"

        Em                           A      G
But her virtue was as swollen as her pride
[Pre-Chorus]
    Em
She should've had the Oscar

    A                        D
She must have been miscast

Em                    A            D
  Her fifteen minutes   went by so fast

Em                   A                D
  I said, "Now, baby,  have you got no shame?"

         Em
She just looked at me, uncomprehendingly

     A                         D
Like cows at a passing train
[Chorus]
   Em        A
If dirt were dollars

   Em        A
If dirt were dollars

   Em        A
If dirt were dollars

                    Em     A
I wouldn't worry anymore
[Bridge]
G
 We got the bully pulpit
And the poisoned pen
A
 We got a press no better
Than the public men
C
 This brave new world

D          Em
 Gone bad again

Em
God's finest little creatures

A                 G
Looking brave and strong

Em
Whistling past the graveyard

A              G
Nothing can go wrong

Em
Quoting from the scriptures

A              G
With patriotic tears

Em
We got the same old men

A                 G
With the same old fears

Em
Standing at attention

A                    D
Wrapped in stars and stripes

Em
They hear the phantom drummers

A                   D
And the nonexistent pipes

Em
These days the buck stops nowhere

A                D
No one takes the blame

Em
But evil is still evil

A            D
In anybody's name
[Chorus]
Em           A
If dirt were dollars

Em           A
If dirt were dollars

Em           A
If dirt were dollars

         G         Em     A  G
We'd all be in the black

Em           A
If dirt were dollars

Em           A
If dirt were dollars

Em           A
If dirt were dollars

            G     Em     A  G
We wouldn't worry anymore
Fade out with Chorus