Chords - v1

A blues intro

                            A                                                                                            E

I’ve seen the bright lights of Memphis, and the Commodore Hotel

          E7                                                                                   A

And underneath a street lamp, I met a southern belle

                 D                             A                                                 E

Oh, she took me to the river, where she cast her spell

                        E7                                                                                     A

And in that southern moonlight, she sang this song so well

                               A                                                                                   E

If you ll be my Dixie chicken I’ll be your Tennessee lamb

                       E                                                              A  D A        E7               A  D A

And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland

A (do doo ya's) -> drums & bass on a -> ragtime solo

We made all the hotspots, my money flowed like wine

Then the low-down southern whiskey, yea, began to fog my mind

And I don’t remember church bells, or the money I put down

On the white picket fence and boardwalk On the house at the end of town

                                                        D                     A                                             E

Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain

                                                        E                               

And the nights we spent together

                                                        E                                

And the way she called my name

             Chorus

A (do doo ya's), drums bass on a, ragtime solo . .

                            A                                                                                            E

Well, many years since she ran away  Yes that guitar player sure could play

          E7                                                                                                   A

She always liked to sing along She always handy with a song

          D                                       A                                                  E

But then one night at the lobby of the Commodore Hotel

      E7                                                                                                  A

I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well

                      D                          A                                                  E

And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song

          E7                                                                                       A

And all the boys there, at the bar, began to sing along

          Chorus,

A . . .

Intro: Bass G GG GG GCDFG  

Gm

In the mornin you go gunnin' For the man who stole your water

And you fire till he is done in  But they catch you at the border

And the mourners are all singin'  As they drag you by your feet

But the hangman isn't hangin’. And they put you on the street

                Cm9.   Dm9.  Ebm9 Dm9   Gm.                                           Db9

You go back Jack do it again Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round

              Cm9.   Dm9.  Ebm9 Dm9   Gm.    … EbM13.   D7#5#9

You go back Jack do it again

When you know she's no high climber Then you find your only friend

In a room with your two timer And you're sure you're near the end

Then you love a little wild one  And she brings you only sorrow

All the time you know she's smilin'  You'll be on your knees tomorrow

Chorus

Solo thru verse and chorus x2

Now you swear and kick and beg us That you're not a gamblin' man

Then you find you're back in Vegas  With a handle in your hand

Your black cards can make you money  So you hide them when you're able

In the land of milk and honey  You must put them on the table

Chorus