It’s nothing to me
C - Am
C Am
1. Take your drink to the end of the bar, buddy,
C Am
let
her be, now, don't be a fool !
C C7 F
I'd as soon have a hot seat in
Sing Sing, buddy,
C G
C
than
to sit down by her on that stool.
Am G C
- C - Am
What's that you say ? I guess you're right, it's nothin'
to me.
C Am
2. See that man ? She belongs to him, buddy.
C
Am
Better drink up and go while you can.
C C7 F
I can tell by the way he looks
at you, buddy,
C G C
he's
sure a quick-tempered, jealous man.
Am G C - C - Am
What's that you say ? I guess you're right, it's nothin'
to me.
C Am
3. There you are stretched out on the floor, buddy,
C
Am
now
you see what you made him do.
C C7 F
Here they come to take him off
to jail, buddy,
C G C
and
tomorrow someone will bury you.
Am G C
Oh, well, that’s life, or it
was, it’s nothing to me.
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Am - C - Am
(orig. = capo 2nd) (Jim Reeves)