Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Difficulty: Novice Verse 1: E T-bone Billy just a singin' the blues D Caught his lady with another man A G Lit up a smoke and did some talkin' E With the back of his hand....Smack! E She started shakin', started losing her mind D But he was kicking back and playing it cool A
Signed her walkin' papers G E Took the 5: 15 to Kalamazoo Pre Chorus: A Sing for your supper, Em Nobody rides for free D B Eat your heart out, I'll send it C.O.D. Chorus: E F# G One, two baby what you do A Three, four let me show you the door G F# F Em You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me E F# G Five, six take your last licks A Seven, eight let me give it to you straight G F# F Em You're better off dead than makin a mess of me Verse 2: E D Now Billy-boy's out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar A G E Dark shades, cool kicks, he's Hollywood Blvd. E Slick Daddy and his fat cigar sayin': D "Sign along the dotted line!" A He shook his head and said: G E "All I need is this fiddle of mine!" Pre Chorus: A Sing for your supper, Em Nobody rides for free D B Take your big time I’ll take care of m-m-m-me! Chorus: E F# G One, two baby what you do A Three, four let me show you the door G F# F Em You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me E F# G Five, six take your last licks A Seven, eight let me give it to you straight G F# F Em You're better off dead than makin a mess of me G When trouble came knockin' D E Billy kept rockin' like this… Pre Chorus: A Sing for your supper, Em Nobody rides for free D B Take your big time I’ll take care of m-m-m-me! Chorus: E F# G One, two baby what you do A Three, four let me show you the door G F# F Em You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me E F# G Five, six take your last licks A Seven, eight let me give it to you straight G F# F Em You're better off dead than makin a mess of me
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