Turnpike Troubadours – Gin Smoke And Lies (Guitar)

Capo 5
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Chords

[Verse 1]
D                                                    C
Well early in the autumn when, the lovely dove was flying

D                                            G     C      D
Mourning for his one true love, He can’t be blamed for crying..

             G      C     D
he can’t be blamed for crying

 D                                                      C
Well the rooster he got 20 gals, well he’s happy as a lark

D                                             G      C      D
Well he woke up in the morning time, put ‘em all to bed at dark..

         G      C      D
Put ‘em all to bed at dark
[Chorus]
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true

                           C
You better look me in the eye

       D
All I smell, is cheap perfume

     D        C          D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
[Verse 2]
D                                                      C
Well Where were you last Saturday, all dressed up so pretty

D                                 G     C      D     G     C      D
With your blue eyed ballroom boy, in Oklahoma City.. in Oklahoma City

D                                                                C
Well a spade is made for digging dirt, and an axe is made for chopping

D                                     G          C          D
Darling my hearts hard as nails they hammer in a hardwood coffin..

G       C        D
in a hardwood coffin
[Chorus]
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true

                           C
You better look me in the eye

       D
All I smell, is cheap perfume

     D        C          D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
[Verse 3]
D                                                     C
Ah way down in the bottom land, a big black crow is laughing

D                             G       C       D
No One ever go down there, wonder what has happened..

  G        C       D
wonder what has happened

D                                                    C
Well early in the autumn when, the lovely dove was flying

D                                            G     C      D
Mourning for his one true love, He can’t be blamed for crying..

             G      C     D
he can’t be blamed for crying
[Chorus] x2
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true

                           C
You better look me in the eye

       D
All I smell, is cheap perfume

     D        C          D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies