Cifras
All In Down And Out Blues

Tono: G

Introducción: G    D    G    D    G    

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                                                                                C              G  
Well, it's hippity-hop to the bucket shop
                                                                D                         G  
I lost all my money and now I have flopped
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                                                                  C                            G  
Well, this is the truth and it certainly exposes
                                                                             D                 G  
A Wall Street proposition is not all roses
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                                        C                    G  
I put up my money to win some more
                                                                D                         G  
I lost all I had and it left me so sore
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                                  C                 G  
I took to drink to wear it off
                                                                                          D                                 G  
But the bootleg's so high that it left me worse off
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                                                                  C                 G  
If they catch you with whiskey in your car
                                                             D                      G  
You're handicapped and there you are
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                                                                        C                                      G  
They'll throw you in jail and if you can't raise bond
                                                                                        D              G  
Content yourself there, boy, you are at home
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                                             C              G  
Got no silver and I've got no gold
                                                        D                            G  
I'm almost naked and done turned cold
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                                                          C                      G  
You plead with the judge to treat you well
                                                                                                          D                                 G  
You offer a hundred dollars, just don't send you to Atlanta
And it's hard times, pity poor boy
                                                                          D                    G  
It's hard times when you're down and out
                                D                    G  
When you're down and out