🎸 Intro: A G A G A D A G A G A D A 🎸 Verse 1: A From both sides of the track G A Out here in Nashville, Tennessee G A They ain't rolling out red carpets D For a sinning man like me A But if they did I'd probably walk 'em G A Through them pearly gates of Hell G A I'd meet the devil at the crossroads D A Shake his hand and wish him well
🎸 Chorus: G D And there's smoke on the water G D Yeah, there's fire on the sun G D If this river ain't made of whiskey A Then there ain't no bullets in this smokin' gun 🎸 Post-Chorus: A Load it up Instrumental 🎸 Break: A G A G A D A 🎸 Verse 2: A I've always been a prayin' man G A And I'll be one 'til I'm gone G A But there ain't a prayer that strong enough D To right me from my wrongs A G A So I'll just sit here and I'll raise a glass to the men I could have been G A D A And thank the good Lord up above ah that I ain't none of them 🎸 Chorus: G D And there's smoke on the water G D Yeah, there's fire on the sun G D If this river ain't made of whiskey A Then there ain't no bullets in this smokin' gun Fiddle & Guitar Solos: A G A G A D A G A G A D A 🎸 Chorus: G D And there's smoke on the water G D Yeah, there's fire on the sun G D If this river ain't made of whiskey D Then there ain't no bullets in this smokin' D Call my bluff and I'm still hoping A Ain't no bullets in this smokin' gun 🎸 Outro: A G A G A D A G A G A D A G A G A D A G A G A D A G A G A D A G A G A D A