Skid Row – Makin A Mess (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
E
T-bone Billy just a singin' the blues

D
Caught his lady with another man

A                            G
Lit up a smoke and did some talkin'

                    E
With the back of his hand....Smack!

E
She started shakin', started losing her mind

           D
But he was kicking back and playing it cool

A
Signed her walkin' papers

             G             E
Took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo
[Pre-Chorus]
A
Sing for your supper,

Em
Nobody rides for free

D                               B
Eat your heart out, I'll send it C.O.D.
[Chorus]
E              F#     G
One, two baby what you do

A
Three, four let me show you the door

G                          F#        F      Em
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me

E                     F#   G
Five, six take your last licks

A
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight

G                           F#       F       Em
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
[Verse 2]
E                                       D
Now Billy-boy's out havin' a ball, playin' fiddle at the local bar

A                             G            E
Dark shades, cool kicks, he's Hollywood Blvd.

E
Slick Daddy and his fat cigar sayin':

D
"Sign along the dotted line!"

A
He shook his head and said:

G                                  E
"All I need is this fiddle of mine!"
[Pre-Chorus]
A
Sing for your supper,

Em
Nobody rides for free

D                                            B
Take your big time, I’ll take care of m-m-m-me!
[Chorus]
E              F#     G
One, two baby what you do

A
Three, four let me show you the door

G                          F#        F      Em
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me

E                     F#   G
Five, six take your last licks

A
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight

G                           F#       F       Em
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me

G
When trouble came knockin'

D                          E
Billy kept rockin' like this…
[Pre-Chorus]
A
Sing for your supper,

Em
Nobody rides for free

D                                            B
Take your big time, I’ll take care of m-m-m-me!
[Chorus]
E              F#     G
One, two baby what you do

A
Three, four let me show you the door

G                          F#        F      Em
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me

E                     F#   G
Five, six take your last licks

A
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight

G                           F#       F       Em
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me