INTRO: Am7 Gb Gbm

#1.
     E        A                       Gbm
Just taking a drink to the end of the bar, buddy.
E       A                     E Gbm
Let her be..now, don't you be a fool.
E          A                  D
I'd rather have a hot seat in Sing-Sing Prison
A                 Am Gbm         E  A
than to sit there by her on that stool.

CHORUS:
Bb     Am       Gbm                        E

buddy?
        A             E Gbm
T'ain't nothing to me.

#2.
Gbm             A                     Gbm
Do you see that man at the end of the bar, buddy?
         A                       Gbm
Now, you see that she belongs to him.
      A                           D    Dm
I can tell by the way he looks at you, buddy.
D         A            Gbm               A
That he's sure a quick tempered, jealous man.

CHORUS:
Bb     Am       Gbm                        E

buddy?
        A             E Gbm   E     Gbm  Gb
T'ain't nothing to me........(shots ring out.)

#3.
E              A                         Gbm    D
Now, there you are, stretched out on the floor, buddy.
A                                   Gbm
Now, you see what you have made him do.
E         A                Am7 A  D
They have come to take him off to jail, buddy.
      A          Gbm              A
But tomorrow someone's gonna bury you.

OUTRO:
A         E           Gbm            E    A
Oh, well, that's life......or, as it was..t'weren't 
Am7        A   E Gbm E Gbm
nothing to me...............(Fade.)