Cifras
Dutchman

Tom: C

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Cm                                              Gm                                    Cm  
A bunch of guys was in this bar room
Eb                                                                    Cm                         Eb  Cm  
Most of them had been there half the day
Eb                                                                         F                            Ab  
They'd been telling jokes and fairy tales lying
                     F                                            Ab  Cm  
Just to pass the time away
Eb                              Cm              Eb  
Then suddenly someone cracked the bar room door
Gm  
And then pushed it open wide
                        Cm      Gm  
And this huge tall dark dude
Cm                                            Eb                              Cm  Eb  
Bowed his head and stepped inside
Cm                                              Eb  
I wonder where he's from?
                                             Cm  
Some blonde asked
          Eb                                                                 Cm  
The wind must have blown him in
                             Eb  
But an old Dutchman offered him a drink
Cm                                      Eb                                 F  
What will it be, whisky, rum or gin?
                                             Ab                                    F  
Sick him Fido, a redhead shouted
             Ab                                                                         Cm  
Show him his way back to the street
          Eb                                                                                         Cm  
But the Great Dane just walked over and licked his hand
          Eb                                              Gm  
And lay down at his feet
Gm  
He said if you spare me that drink, Dutchman
Gm                                                                 Cm  
I promise I'll tell you how
                                        Eb                                                 Cm  
That I came to be the helpless sight
                                                             Eb  
That stands before you now
Cm  
I used to be an artist
E                                                                      Cm                                 Eb  
Not one who sits and fiddle out on the curb
Cm  
But in my day and time
                                                                Eb            F  
My music was considered superb
F  
I wrote a song about a poor kid
                                        Ab                         Cm  
Raised down in New Orleans
                          Eb  
It didn't make the hall of fame
Cm                                                                                    Eb         Gm  
But it bought us shrimp, rice and beans
                                     Ab  
He kept at it until it made the big time,
Gm                                            F      Cm  
Playing town after town
Ab                                                 Eb  
Until he met a woman he fell in love with
Cm                                                                                         Eb  
And it really turned his life around
Cm  
She had eyes like Cleopatra
F                                 Ab  
And a head of luxurious hair
Cm                                                      Eb  
With the brilliance of her beauty
             Cm                                            Eb  
None other could compare
             F                                                         Ab  
When she lifted her eyes to his
          F                                                    Ab  
Her lips would fall apart
             Cm                                                                      Eb  
Each time she allowed him kiss her
        Cm                                                         Eb  
It near petrified his heart
                        Gm  
But when he ask her would she marry him
Gm                                                                            F  
He'd give her everything he had
                             Cm                                 Eb  
She turned and walked away
                                     Gm                            Eb  Cm  
And it nearly drove him mad
                                Eb                                              F  
He promised her a half a million
                                                  Ab                    Cm  
And would even pay in advance
                                                        Eb                            Cm  
If she would let him prove himself
                                E                                         F  
Or at least give him a chance
                                                     Ab  
And if he should go blind
                             F                                                    Ab  
And had to use his hands to feel
                        Cm                                                      Eb  
He would hire someone to do her work
                                Ab                              Eb  Gm  
And prepare her every meal
                                Cm                                                         Eb  
How could a man love a woman so much?
                                                                        Gm  F  
Not one of you would think!
                                Ab         Cm  
Well, I did and I still do
Ab                              Gm  
Hey Dutchman, you promised me a drink!