The Torch Singer John Prine
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Tuning: Standard
The night club was [C]burning
[D] [G]
And the [C]sweat was [G]flooding her [D]eyes
The [G]catwalk squeaked
[C]Neath the bartender's [G]feet
And the [G]smoke was too [D]heavy to [G]rise
Chorus:
She [C]sang of the love that I [G]left her
And of the [C]woman that [G]she'll never [D]be
Made me [G]feel like the buck and a [C]quarter
That I [D]paid em to listen and [G]see[C]
I [D]paid em to listen and [G]see[C] [D]
I [G]was born down in [C]Kansas
'Neath the [D]October [G]sky
Work the [C]day shift from [G]seven to [D]three
And the [G]only relief that [C]I [G]receive
Is [G]nearer my [D]God to [G]Thee
She [C]constantly throws me off [G]timing
Leaves me [C]standing both [G]naked and [D]bare
Makes me [G]feel like the Sunday [C]funnies
After [D]everything's gone off the [G]air[C]
[D]Everything's gone off the [G]air[C] [D]
I [G]picked through the [C]ashes
Of the [D]torch singer's [G]song
And I [C]ordered my [G]money a [D]round
For [G]whiskey and pain
[C]Both taste the [G]same
[G]During the [D]time they go [G]down
(Repeat chorus)
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