Turnpike Troubadours – Nothing You Can Do (Guitar)

N.C.                G
(One, two, one, two)

G                           C
In the old town square, the trumpets blow

    G                       D
The dawn breaks through the local drone

G                            C
She fires a look, knocks you out of your shoes

            G            F       G
And there's nothing that you can do

                               C
In a hotel room on St. Vincent street

    G                D
The walls repeat old hopes and dreams

G                                 C
"I like a working man," he said, "I got working man blues"

            G            F       G
And there's nothing that you can do

                          C
The factory roars and the clouds cry

  G                     D
A bluejay mourns as the evening dies

      G                      C
She's laid out long like she came from the Louvre

            G            F       G
And there's nothing that you can do

                        C
To thе ancient sea, the anchor's tossеd

    G                    D
The waves crash, cut the albatross

      G                           C
If he walks away at all, it'll be black and blue

            G            F       G
And there's nothing that you can do

                           C
In the old town square, he stands alone

        G                      D
They're sweeping up streets of cobblestone

            G                 C
While the accordion plays the soft and mournful tune

        G            F       G
There's nothing that you can do

                         F       G
No, there's nothing that you can do