Tonart: E major
Intro 1
A
D
A
Verse 1
A
He was chrome reversed,
and baby what's worse,
D
he was twisted upside the head.
He was looking for a girl to look cool,
G
like she'd pull alright.
A
Said all his eight balls
headin' for the pocket
D
All on a searchin' name
Well, he called it rude
cause he growled at everybody
G
A
And acted so goddamn mean
His eyes lit up just like a puppy
D
saw kick the cigarette machine
G
D
Said, baby,
Dm
D
what you need is a man like me
G
To show you this real cool time
A
She said go on and lie,
you're that kind of guy,
D
G
you tell me that you're in your prime
D
G
D
She was young and wild,
he was old and tired,
A
but they went on just the same
It was way out west, they did their best,
D
G
just to scandalize their days
D
She was young and wild,
G
in the end it's all the same
C
She was a little witch,
A
he was a son of a bitch
D
Playin' that same old game
G
A
D
G
D
G
D
G
A
D
Dm
She said, I'm a singer, a real humdinger,
A
and I'm on my way to Hollywood
There's a big producer
with a wall of gold records,
D
he said he thought I sounded good
Dm
He said, write now for free,
D
Dm
D
you can sing for me,
G
and we can rock all night long
A
Little did they figure,
who'd have ever figured,
D
that they were gonna write this song
It was a no -till motel,
told the clerk to go to hell
A
and took off across the land
Just got in the breeze,
did what they please
D
G
With a trunk full of country band
D
Once a couple soul bandits,
ain't the way to plan it
G
Might as well hook on up
A
But the best laid plans
of whores and hipsters
D
Often get all screwed up
She was young and white,
he was old and tired
C
A
But went on just the same
He was way out west and did the best
D
G
Just to scandalize the name
A
D
She was young and white,
he was old and tired
G
In the end it's all the same
A
There was a little witch,
he was the son of a bitch
D
Playin' that same old game
Eb
Bb
Eb
Ab
Eb
Ab
Bb
Eb
There was a great big trucker
Thought that he could love her
Bb
She was a natural tease
When they moved on
He found a strong box gone
Eb
And a semi on his knees
Highway patrol
Sent him on a roll
Ab
To root coat the hammer down
The heat was behind,
Eb
and out of gas in sorry town
There's a thousand different
Cm
Eb
Cm
Eb
ways to go crazy
Bb
But they like to find them all
Fools rush in, fools never win
Eb
Cm
Eb
But fools have a natural ball
He had to play to pull a grand scale
Ab
And she would cut herself a hint
Bb
They drove on thinking
some days a chicken
Eb
And some days a chicken shit
She was young and white,
he was old and tired
Bb
It went on just the same
Way out west and they did their best
Eb
Just to scandalize the name
She was young and white,
he was old and tired
Ab
In the end it's all the same
Bb
She was a little witch,
she was a son of a bitch
Eb
Playin' that same old game
She was young and white
Bb
She was old and tired
She was young and white, baby,
Eb
he was old and tired
Young and white, he was old and tired
Ab
In the end, it's all the same
Bb
She was a little witch,
he was the son of a bitch
Eb
Playin' that same old game
She was young and white,
Bb
he was old and tired
Young and white, oh,
Eb
he was old and tired
Young and white, he was old and tired
Ab
In the end it's all the same
Bb
She was a little witch,
he was a son of a bitch
Eb
Playin' that same old game
She was young and white,
Cm
Eb
Bb
he was old and tired
She was young and wild,
he was old and tired,
Eb
she was young and wild
Young and wild, he was old and tired
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