🎸 Intro: Gm 🎸 Verse 1: Gm Gm Gm I guess it depends what you mean by collusion B7 There's no winning strategy here Gm Gm Gm If you think that Ev and I worked out a system B7 Gm Well, things are not as they appear Gm Gm And if I thought behavior like this would win card games B7 I'd show up more often ‘round here Gm Gm Gm May I say for a pit boss you're really quite lovely B7 Gm I'm sorry we met like this, dear
🎸 Chorus: Gm* Gm* But I'd sure like to know what got wrote on that clipboard Gm B7 It's credit where credit ain’t due Gm Gm Gm What you failed to account for per your calculations B* Gm Is that fools sometimes gеt lucky too C Gm Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must bе a fool C Gm Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too 🎸 Verse 2: Gm Gm Gm Complaints have been lodged by respectable locals B7 We've poisoned their usual grind Gm Gm Gm A more noble group dressed in hoodies and sunglasses B7 Gm You would be hard-pressed to find Gm Gm Players like this should have known that if only B7 They'd allowed us our drink and our fun Gm Gm Gm We'd have given it all back with interest and pleasure B7 Gm In the long run that would never come 🎸 Chorus: Gm* Gm* But I'd sure like to know what got wrote on that clipboard Gm B7 It's credit where credit ain’t due Gm Gm Gm What you failed to account for per your calculations B* Gm Is that fools sometimes gеt lucky too C Gm Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must bе a fool C Gm Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too Mandolin 🎸 Solo: C Gm C Gm 🎸 Verse 3: Gm Gm Gm Bm The fiddler, he feels that his rights as a red-blooded patriot have been infringed Gm Gm Gm Bm Gm He says he's entitled to whiskey by sovereignty, birthright, and citizenship Gm* Gm* Gm B7 And if they're running bad because we're drinking liquor, it doesn’t reflect on them well Gm Gm Gm B* Gm Cause who hasn't overindulged and then drunkenly dragged a few pots, what the hell! 🎸 Outro: C Gm Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must bе a fool C Gm Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too C* Gm Yeah, fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too
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