Throwing Horseshoes At The Moon chords by Tom Russell

Intro:
| (G) | (G/F#) | (F7) | (E7) | (E7)

Verse
   G            G/F#              F7                E7
My father was a gambler, he threw horseshoes at the moon
   C     G                    Em/F#           C
He won a million dollars, and lost a million, too
                                G                 C
They repossessed the house, and towed that Cadil- lac
   Am             E                     F               F#
My daddy, he just smiled and said, "One day I'll win it back"

   G                 G/F#           F7            E7
My daddy bought that Cadillac off a Detroit motor line
        C                    G             Em/F#            C
Then he drove it through his home town, to prove he hit his prime
                                G                 C
With hundred dollars bills in a Saint Chris money clip
    Am                 E                 F               F#   D
And four kids starrin' proudly from that big ole sinkin' ship
                           Em
Throwin' horseshoes at the moon

           C            G
Boys, it's mighty risky odds
      C                 G                F#                    E
Some- times ya hook the milky way or the outstretched hands of God
    C                            G              C
But mostly they just fall into a dark and dusty hole
        Am               E           F               F#   D
And the sound of fallin' horse shoes pulls upon your soul
                            Em
Throwin' horse shoes at the moon

Instrumental
| (C) | (G) | (C) | (G) | (F#m) | (Em) | (Em) | (C) | (C) (Bm) |
| (G) | (C) | (C) | (Am) | (E) | (F) | (F#) | (D) ---

Verse
   G           G/F#           F7            E7
My daddy was a gambler but he had an honest heart
   C              G              Em/F#               C
He never did com- plain when the whole thing fell a- part
                                         G                 C
He just swam that sea of alcohol till he reached the other side
    Am          E            F               F#     D
How can ya be a loser if you never loss your pride?
                            Em
Throwin' horse shoes at the moon

           C            G
Boys, it's mighty risky odds
      C                 G                F#                    E
Some- times ya hook the milky way or the outstretched hands of God
    C                            G              C
But mostly they just fall into a dark and dusty hole
        Am               E           F               F#   D
And the sound of fallin' horse shoes pulls upon your soul
                            Em
Throwin' horse shoes at the moon

Tag
C       D                  G
Throwin horse shoes at the moon