Tono: G
Introducción:
G
He tried to look like he had a little bit of money
C
A drifter with a southern drawl
G
Well I could tell right away by the way he was runnin'
D
That the boy was just a beggin' to crawl.
G
At least a junkie knows what he needs
C
You get a man all strung out on his own greed
G
He'll give up everything he's got
D G
For just a one shot at havin' it all.
G
He took every last cent of his savings
C
On a trip to the local track
G
He had a tip from a friend, bet it all down to win
D
On a horse named heart attack.
G
Well now he ain't no fool boys, he didn't bet it all
C
So everything was cool when that horse took a fall
G D
But then he turned around and blew the rest
G
Trying to win it all back
C
He wanted easy money
G
It's sad but it's true
D
Everybody wants the most they can possibly get
G
For the least they can possibly do
C
They want that easy money
G
I don't understand.
D
God they scheme and they plan
C G
But they can't get their hands on no easy money.
Now she'd been watching him from her table