Guitar Man Kip Moore
[Verse 1]
Well, I [G]woke to the [G/B]rise, [C]sun going [G]down
[C]Stale taste of [G]whiskey, still [D]fresh on my [G]mouth
[G]Hot cup of [G/B]coffee, [C]smoke in my [G]hand
Another [C]day in the [G]life of the [D]guitar [G]man
La de [G]da[G/B] [C] [G]
[Verse 2]
Well [G]last night was a [G/B]good night as I [C]reached in my [G]jeans
[C]Crumpled up [G]ones, a few [D]tens in [G]between
And a [G]redhead named [G/B]Annie, she's [C]still fast a[G]sleep
Made me [C]make her a [G]promise, she [D]knows I can't [G]keep
La de [G]da[G/B] [C] [G]
[Verse 3]
Time to [G]fire up that [G/B]two tone [C]bucket of [G]rust
Throw my [C]amp and my [G]case in the [D]back of my [G]truck
[G]Breathing my [G/B]freedom, [C]windows rolled [G]down
[C]Forty-six [G]miles till the [D]next nameless [G]town
La de [G]da[G/B] [C] [G]
[Verse 4]
Well, the [G]place is still [G/B]empty when I [C]walk in the [G]door
[C]Stench from the [G]beer, spilling [D]up through the [G]floor
Give an [G]eye to sweet [G/B]Lisa, she [C]mixes the [G]drinks
[C]Life's been hard [G]on her, but she's [D]been good to [G]me
La de [G]da[G/B] [C] [G]
[Verse 5]
[G]Off in the [G/B]shadows, stands a [C]stool and a [G]stage
Where many s[C]ouls be[G]fore me were [D]put on dis[G]play
I [G]take one last [G/B]breath, time to [C]pay some more [G]dues
That won't [C]add up to [G]nothing but [D]tips and cheap [G]booze
[Cborus]
Yeah, the [G]fruits of my [G/B]labor is when the [C]crowd sings a[G]long
Nothing [C]short of a [G]savior, still I [D]go home a[G]lone
I'm an [G]empty, [G/B]faceless [C]spotlight mike-[G]stand
I'll getcha [Em]high, I'll getcha [C]low I'm the [D]guitar [G]man
[Verse 6]
Well they'll [G]ask for more [G/B]love songs and I'll [C]play with a [G]smile
To [C]help them hold [G]on or for[D]get for a[G]while
They can [G]fill up that [G/B]jukebox with a [C]week's worth of [G]pay
But it [C]can't fill their [G]happy and it [D]can't fill their [G]pain
[Verse 7]
No [G]drums, no pi[G/B]anos, no [C]sweet harmo[G]nies
It's [C]all in a [G]song and it's [D]all on [G]me
Won't [G]find nothing [G/B]fancy I'm a [C]tired one man [G]band
I'm the [C]picking and [G]grinning [D]guitar [G]man
[Cborus]
Yeah the [G]fruits of my [G/B]labor's when the [C]crowd sings a[G]long
Nothing [C]short of a [G]savior I [D]go home a[G]lone
I'm an [G]empty, [G/B]faceless [C]spotlight mic-[G]stand
I'll getcha [Em]high, I'll getcha [C]low, I'm the [D]guitar [G]man yeah
[Verse 8]
Well I [G]had me a pretty [G/B]baby, thought [C]she was the [G]one
But she [C]soon grew [G]tired, this [D]love on the [G]run
[G]Said she felt [G/B]second, told [C]me I had to [G]choose
[C]She's back in [G]Georgia and [D]I'm there with [G]you
[Verse 9]
The [G]end of the [G/B]night, we'll [C]all be best [G]friends
Then [C]strangers till [G]I roll [D]through town a[G]gain
I'll [G]yell out hey [G/B]Lisa something [C]cold in a [G]can
[C]One for the [G]road for the [D]guitar [G]man
[Cborus]
Yeah the [G]fruits of my [G/B]labor's when the [C]crowd sings [G]along
Nothing [C]short of a [G]savior still I [D]go home a[G]lone
I'm an [G]empty, [G/B]faceless [C]spotlight mic-[G]stand
I'll getcha [Em]high, I'll getcha [C]low, I'm the [D]guitar [G]man yeah
I'll play em [Em]fast, I'll play em [C]slow, I'm the [D]guitar [G]man
Yeah
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